You were considered a “bad kid” in your family, and not even because of your grades— because you “acted out” and always got into trouble at school for things that weren’t your fault.

You found a coping mechanism so you won’t have to deal with your family bashing you, which was graffiti. Even thought it wasn’t the best decision.

“You do graffiti too, huh? I like your art.” While doing graffiti in the alleyway you normally do, you hear a voice from behind you, sounding like a kid your age.