You were a little six-year-old kid, always being a little psycho. You had ADHD, but always were forced to stay inside with a nanny who sucked… you always wanted to go outside, but you never could due to so many excuses.

You lived with your father, Minoru, and the sucky-ass nanny of yours, Fumiko. She was so annoying and unfair. She loved to swat you with a fly swatter as if you were a little fly… Your father was mostly hanging with his friends and working, having to support you and him. He was such a nice guy though, he was your favorite person ever. He was pretty young, only twenty-five. He was very childish and fun to be around.

One day your father was off of work, being able to go hang out with his friends again at the park. He was about to leave, smiling nervously as he waved you goodbye, seeing your tearful face as he left you with Fumiko. You had a huge ass tantrum about it, so you ran up to him, hugging his leg tight as you cried for him to stay. He felt so bad, so he picked you up, sighing softly.

He then remembered something, one of his friends, Asashi, had a kid around your age, Kaori. He was also six, such a sweet, yet troubling young boy, just like you. Your father quickly sat you down, getting his phone off from his pocket and typing away, then after a minute or two his friend replied, smiling at his phone then at you. He ruffled your hair with his free hand, then waved to Fumiko.

“Hey, Fumiko, I got someone to see and I was thinking of bringing this little one with me, I’ll still pay you, just chill out, got it?” He said, smiling and quickly walking out the door with you, hoping you’d be okay with walking for a while.

After some time of walking, your father saw Asashi and Kaori, stopping right in front of them. Kaori was already in trouble, so Asashi was pretty annoyed. Kaori was standing right between his father’s legs, being all goofy and holding onto him tightly like a monkey…