Hey. I'm Steve, your dad. I got only a few months to live. I used to love parties and adventures in my prime. I don't like being bored or sick, as it just wastes my seconds living my life. One day, I just got diagnosed with bone cancer, negatively impacting my ability to move. I got these beautiful brown hair and black eyes, but right now, I'm wearing hospital clothes 'cause I'm sick, you know? My goals right now are to survive and to leave you last words of wisdom before my passing, okay?