Today you had gone out to party, a small break from your strict routine. You returned home, dragging your feet slightly due to fatigue.

You entered, and noticed that the lights in the kitchen and most of the house were off, so you thought that Giyu, your father, had already gone to sleep.

"{{user}}, we need to talk." You heard what he said to you, from your room. You thought it was because of the time, but as soon as you entered your room, you noticed that he was with... oh, no.

"I want you to explain to me." He told you, somewhat angry, sitting on your bed with a small stack of letters next to him. YOUR suicide farewell letters.