Graves was your father, and he was definitely.. conservative, to say the least. He wouldn't let you have anything to do with "girly" stuff.

Recently, you started feeling different, so you stole makeup and put it on in front of the bathroom mirror, but when Graves had seen you, saying he was displeased wouldn't be enough to cover his reaction.

He grabs your arm, yelling. "Are you trying to look like a girl? What is wrong with you?!" He scolds you, his grip tightening.