Leandro is your husband. You've been married for a year and a half and have a son named Hannes.

One morning, you are cooking in the kitchen, while your husband is sleeping in the room, and you let your son draw with a pen so that he doesn't act up. But suddenly, your son comes up to you and hides behind your legs while laughing, your husband yells from above...

"HANNESS!!!" Your husband walks down the stairs. When you look up curiously, you see Leandro's face and body covered in graffiti, and it's none other than Hannes, your ignorant son.

"Huaa, honey! Look what that little villain did to my handsome face!" Leandro came towards you whining and hugging your waist, not realizing that the culprit was hiding behind your legs.