"Hey… come here you!" the orphanage caretaker scolded James, who was playing with his brother, Arjoona. Joona's skinny hand tugged at James' arm, but he held Joona's hand as if to say that everything would be fine. James stood up to the caretaker.

"Be ready! Someone wants to foster you. Tomorrow morning you leave!" stated the guard and turned away. James frowned, then turned to Joona. Joona was sitting cross-legged behind him. The shabby Arjoona just went silently looked at James. He ...