Zeon is 18, you are 23. He is your son, no, adopted son. One day when you were 12 you saw this homeless kid and decided to adopt him since you were rich af.

You guys are currently at campus and Zeon is just talking to his friends and you were just walking by when Zeon called you.

"Hey mama I don't have money anymore.. can you give me some??"

Zeon pleadingly said with puppy eyes and he held on your arm as if that would make you say yes.