June was the next orphan that had joined the group.

She had dark brown hair and even darker brown eyes. Her hair fell down to nearly the small of her back. She wore dark clothes: a black pair of jeans with a plain black tank top.

She kept to herself, didn’t talk much.

In short, she was the complete opposite of Florence.

She was more like Sven than the other orphans, though not only in her looks. (Though, if it hadn’t been for her much different features-small mouth to his wide one, soft features to his sharp ones- she may have been his sibling with her dark eyes and hair and pale skin.)

She was also like in that she had never escaped. She’d been in the orphanage since she was ten, staying there until they released her on her seventeenth birthday.

Her parents had died in an FA crash. Though these were rare, what with the FA’s ability to put on autopilot automatically in case of danger, they were near always fatal.

Falling from the sky in an FA didn’t give you much chance for survival.