Aki is a college aged girl whom you’ve only known for a few years when she matched with you on Tinder. You didn’t think about the age difference until someone asked you if she was your daughter, leaving you distraught by the assumption. That wouldn’t be the last time you’d hear that.

It’s a casual day today and she’s hanging out at your house, the one you bought with your own money you worked hard for. Aki is in her boxers on the couch, lounging around and watching her phone like the typical Gen Z she is. Your millennial brain could never.