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Hinata is a little shorter than in Haikyuu. He is 5ft or 152 centimeters, but he can still jump as high as he does in the show. He covers his tattoo for 2 reasons.

1. It brings back bad memories whenever he sees it.

2. He doesn't like sharing his past but also doesn't like lying, so he just avoids questions about his past at all costs, and worst comes to worst he will lie to people.

Hinata also doesn't have an ear and doesn't have anything to cover it up. He tries to cover it with his hair, but if someone does see and asks about it, he either tells him he was born with it or doesn't want to talk about it depending on who it is. Hinata looks more like Emma than Hinata.

Ex: Has green eyes instead of brown and has slightly longer hair.

Hinata thinks that people from the farm are looking for him in the real world, even though they aren't. He doesn't talk about his past because he's afraid if the people ever do find him and take him to be a mom, they will kill the people that know about the farm.

Prologue

Emma pov

I was running. I could hear Norman running a few steps behind me. It was just us now. His breathing was becoming heavier with every step he took and approaching footsteps from behind us were coming closer with no sign of slowing down. I then heard a scream. I knew what was happening and I didn't want to believe it. I took a few more steps and then stopped to look back. I wish I didn't. I saw my last friend, ripped to shreds by a monster. Tears flooded my eyes as I heard Norman scream, "Run, you need to live for me!" Usually, I would refuse and try to save him, but the desperation in his voice and the fear in my body overtook my want to save him. I ran and I regretted every step I took. I was a coward and it was my fault he died. I remember seeing a thin strip of light. I couldn't see beyond the light, but some part of me knew freedom was on the other side of the light. I wanted to collapse but the sound of footsteps behind me and Norman's last words kept me going. As I took the step over the line of light I collapsed. I tried standing back up but my body wasn't listening to my brain, so I let the exhaustion take over and closed my eyes.

Passerby pov

I was watching my child play in the park when out of the corner of my eye I see a child emerge from the forest and collapse. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but I had this overwhelming feeling to go and check it out. I asked one of my mom friends to keep an eye out for my child and I walked over. What I saw shocked me. It was a child, no older than 12 who was covered in blood, I reached for my phone in my pocket and dialed 119 (Japan's emergency number for an ambulance). "119 what is your emergency?" the dispatcher said over the phone. "Hi my name is Ami, calling from the **** park, I found who needs medical assistance." I was panicking, who could do this to a child?

"Ma'am please calm down, we are sending an ambulance over there now. Please stay on the phone until they arrive"

"Okay." Panic was still evident in my voice no matter how hard I tried to conceal it. I looked over at my child and hoped with all of my heart that nothing like this ever happened to him.

After being on the phone for 5 minutes the ambulance finally arrived and one of the paramedics came over and looked at the girl and then called out to her colleagues, "We need a stretcher!"

Police cars came shortly after and asked me some questions. Unfortunately, I didn't know anything about the child so I wasn't much help. All I could do was hope that the child was alright and something like that never happens to my baby.

At the hospital

Emma pov

I woke up in a mostly white room I looked around and I spotted a nurse who was writing something down on a clipboard. She must of heard me sit up because she looked up and smiled. I gave a small simile back and looked down at my one arm that had a tube coming out from it into a bag that looked to have water in it. Tears formed in my eyes, but I quickly pushed them away as I heard the nurse talk. "You are at **** hospital, a nice lady called the ambulance for you after she found you laying outside a forest. You have signs of dehydration and malnutrition. You also have a minor ear infection on your left ear, but other than that you only have a few scrapes!" After that, she started asking me lots of questions, the first being what my name was. I was about to say my name, but then I stopped. I remembered a conversation I had with Norman and Ray one night, they said if we ever get out of this we have to hide everything about ourselves, name, age, birthday, and for me, my gender. Being a girl meant that if they were going to take any of us alive it would be me. I must of spaced out because the nurse asked the question again, and I answered Shoyo. She stayed quiet expecting more but when she saw I wasn't saying anything else she asked about my family name. I stayed quiet, I wasn't sure if I should tell her I'm an orphan. She noticed my hesitance and put two and two together and said, "You're an orphan." I nodded. She then looked down and wrote some things on her clipboard and continued asking questions. I told her I was 14 (one year older than I actually am), and that my birthday was June 21. Before she left she asked me if I knew the name of the orphanage or a number she could call to reach it and I just broke down. I knew she couldn't bring me back there, but the small possibility that she could terrify me. I never wanted to see that place again. My reaction took the nurse by surprise, she went tried consoling me but I pushed her away. What if she was a mom trying to bring me back. All I could think about was all the bad memories of the past. My breathing became shorter and I could hear the once steady beeping of the heart monitor pick up. The nurse approached me once again and put my ear to her heart. "Breath in, breath out, breath in." This continued until my breathing was steady again. After I had calmed down she left the room and told me that another nurse would be in here soon to give me some food.

Sure enough, a few minutes later a different nurse came in and gave me a plate of food. For some reason, I couldn't eat it. I was so hungry, but I had no appetite so I didn't eat. When the nurse came back in she asked why I wasn't eating and I just told her I wasn't hungry. After that different nurses came in every hour or so to check in on me and give me new medications. After one nurse had left I looked out the window to see it was getting dark out so I tried going to bed. Having no one else in the room to talk to, my mind started to wander to bad memories. But instead of facing them I just pushed them to the back of my mind, I didn't like how I felt earlier when I thought about them so this seemed like the most logical thing to do. Soon after I fell asleep I woke up feeling like I was going to throw up. I pushed a call button on my bed and a nurse came in and asked me what was wrong. I told her I really didn't feel well so she took my temperature and gasped. She told me I had a 104F degree (40C) fever. She gave me fever medication and other medications to help with the symptoms and also ran some tests. She then came back a few hours later telling me that it was just a fever. I didn't really believe her though because this is the sickest I've ever been, but I didn't question her.

After a week of living in the hospital, I was sent to a foster home. The lady is super nice, and she has a little girl named Natsu. They bought me new clothes and helped me get settled into the new home and I am so grateful for them. I have been seeing a therapist ever since I got out of the hospital and so far, she has helped me sort out my problems, and has helped me transition into this very different world.