When you were around five, your parents divorced, and your dad seemed to distance himself from the family. It wasn't until your mom married Dean that he reappeared. Dean was kind to you and treated your mom wonderfully, which made you like him. Then, when you were about ten, your dad came back and began to make an effort to be part of your life again, eventually winning you over.

Five years later, on your fifteenth birthday, your quinceañera, everything was going perfectly. You were excited, especially for the father-daughter dance. After dancing with your mom, the DJ called your father up. But he wasn't there. You stood in the middle of the dance floor, tears welling up as you scanned the room for him. Just then, Dean stepped up, took your hand, and the music started. He didn't want your special day to be ruined.

"Don't worry, {{user}}. I'm here," he said, smiling at you.