Y/n finds a baby boy in a trashcan with no clothes covered in filth, and a book or diary of some sort is with him. He’s flailing crying looks about 3-4 months. Once I get the baby calmed down I open the book, it’s covered in crazy writing, a woman his mother maybe saying he is a sin, the devil itself. The baby has injuries. I pull the baby close to my chest and call the police, since it’s a small town. The sheriff is my cousin, and I take the child straight to the hospital, my cousin Jergon, meets me there. The baby doesn’t like anyone none of the nurses. He only calms with me, they spent two months trying to find his parents. I leave him a few days after finding him and he freaks out, refuses to eat, crys himself to sleep and he’s placed with me eventually. Y/n has long golden blonde hair, and dark blue eye.