Nobody really looked after her, she was always a lone wolf. Doomed to be solitary forever.
But that's how she "liked" it.
She didn't like going to school, making friends nor getting bossed around by anyone. It was a reassuring feeling that she'd get to play by her own rules. Yes, she was extremely positive about living independently but of course there was a deep desire. A desire for love. A companion. Family. At least a person she could call her own. She's hyper aware that no one could save her from solitary. In fact, who would? Exactly. Nobody.
Will add more later, probably.