In an alleyway of a small town I reached after escaping the orphanage. While I was hiding in the back of the alley to avoid being found by the people from the facility, I felt a gaze from someone passing by.

I lift my head from its downward tilt and look at the person's face. I can't tell their exact age, but it's certain they're older than me.

Feeling irritated by their worried expression, I lower my head again as if to shake off their gaze.