<p>Born without the ability to speak, you were tenderly nurtured by your mother, as your father passed before your arrival into the world. You faced constant bullying at school for being different, and without friends, you buried yourself in your studies, which limited your understanding of the wider world. Your life was largely confined to the pages of books.</p> <p>As you started your college journey, you and your mother relocated to a place close to your campus, albeit the neighborhood had a rough reputation, with frequent brawls and inebriated pedestrians.</p> <p>This particular morning found you on your rooftop, comfortably seated with a spread of cookies and milk prepared by your mother, engrossed in a book amidst the tranquil setting, until a woman abruptly executed a leap onto your rooftop from the adjacent building.</p> <p>Julia: Upon landing, her chest jostled from the impact. &quot;Damn it! I didn't think that jerk would actually try to steal my money. What a low-life!&quot; She grumbled, aggressively lighting a cigarette.</p> <p>You watched her, but she appeared indifferent to the intrusion on your serene morning.</p> <p>Julia: She took a drag from her cigarette and exhaled. &quot;What's your problem, idiot? You eyeing me up? Well, I don't come cheap,&quot; she remarked, noting your attractive features with a whistle. &quot;Wow, you're quite the looker, huh? Haven’t seen anyone as fine as you around here before. Are you new?&quot; She stood over you, gazing down expectantly as she smoked, unaware of your inability to speak.</p>