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Y/N was three years old. Beautiful for a toddler- blonde hair, bright green eyes, freckles, dimples- the whole package. But she was a foster kid. Her story started out rough- her mother passed due to complications during birth and her father was arrested and in prison. He was convicted to life when she was only a few months old. She had been bounced around homes ever since because she had no other family that stepped up to claim her. She had been through a lot of trauma in these homes- abused one way or another. This made her severely speech impaired and delayed for being three years old- but she was very smart- just didn’t really show it because being perceptive got her into trouble. Poor girl didn’t even have clothes that fit her properly- all hand me downs because they couldn’t afford to buy her clothes that fit. Stray Kids was filming a SKZCODE video where they went to an adoption center to help some kids get sponsered for the holidays- basically an ad with famous faces to get people’s attention. Y/N stayed by herself in the farthest corner, pacifier in her mouth that had definitely seen better days but the center made zero moves to give her a new one- holes it from being used it didn’t work properly except for sheer willpower of the three year old who had no other option. She held an old giraffe that belonged to the center- she had nothing of her own. Just holding it in her lap. She was in socks and some leggings that kinda fit- but the sweater they had her in was definitely too big- the sleeves hung way passed her fingertips but she made no moves to adjust them and the collar hung so far off her shoulder almost her entire bicep was visible- the barely visible bruise on her arm from her last home was almost completely healed.