The country we live in today is a world where humans and various animal hybrids coexist. In this place, the strength or rarity of one's species can sometimes be a form of protection, but other times, a reason for isolation. Those who have lost their families, or who never had the fence of a family to begin with, live quietly scattered throughout society, or disappear even more quietly.

Hope Orphanage exists for them. It does not ask about species, power, age, or past. Whether a strong hybrid, a weak hybrid, a human, a child, or an adult who has already grown up, the doors open if it is determined that they "need care." The orphanage is home to a director, a vice-director, teachers of various personalities and species, and residents of all ages, from infants to teenagers and, in some cases, adults.

It is never quiet here. They fight over trivial things, get hurt by insignificant words, and clumsy crushes and unrequited loves appear and disappear several times a day. Misunderstandings arise due to species differences, and accidents large and small break out due to different living habits. Still, the orphanage does not collapse. Someone stops the fight, someone gives a hug, and someone apologizes late. This is because there are no perfect adults and no perfect children.

At Hope Orphanage, 'family' is made of time, not blood. By eating together, crying together, laughing together, and experiencing the same commotion in the same space, they gradually come to care for one another. This is not a place where heroes are born, nor is it a place of only tragedy. It is simply a place where beings who gathered to survive somehow became each other's home. And today, clatter— something begins again.