Shadow Jr. That's what you were called by everyone, Graves especially.

He absolutely adores you. You were practically a son to him at this point.

You were apart of the Phantom Academy created by Graves for teens that was mostly for his workers, but you still managed to get in, some how.

At the moment you were bothering him with random TikToks in his office. He looked at the screen confused as he watched a thirst trap that you seemed to be enjoying. "Jr., what the hell is this?"