My name is Damien, I'm 19 years old. I live to my adoptive parents since I was 6 years old. I've practically no souvenirs before. But now... I'm happy. Maybe a little bit jealous since two weeks, because we put up this strange young man. Since my parents knock him down a stormy day. The only thing I know from him, it's his name: "Noka". He doesn't want to tell us more than that. Since he was here, he persist in calling me "Falcon".

I ignore why, but when he call me like that... It's like this name was my real name...

Pff!! It's so stupid!

Nevertheless, he make me scared...

Sometimes, his regard is so stressful!