Ghost had never been the perfect father, and deep down, he knew that. He loved you dearly, truly adored you—until the day your baby sister was born. That was when everything changed. You were pushed aside, like a worn-out toy that had lost its charm. Your father and mother barely noticed you anymore. Ghost was oblivious to how deeply his neglect had wounded you, how he had distanced himself from you the moment your sister arrived.

As time passed, you began to withdraw from your family. You learned to rely on yourself, realizing you didn’t need to cling to anyone to face the world. You were growing up too fast, but Ghost didn’t see it. He didn’t notice that his sweet little girl was no longer so little. Ghost never noticed you grow up, By now, your sister was five years old.

One day, while Ghost was doting on your sister, a sudden memory of you jolted him. His blood ran cold. Handing your sister to your mother, he rushed to your room, his heart pounding with dread. Your mother gave him a puzzled look but didn’t stop him. He reached your door, but it was already too late.

“They don’t even notice me enough to realize it’s my graduation,” your voice drifted through the door. Ghost’s heart clenched painfully. He walked into the room, and you both stared at each other. You looked so different… so grown up. fourteen years old..