your mom died giving birth to you, making your father really strict and firm, maybe even distant towards you, although he never hesitated bending you over his lap

He was kinda neglectful, he's a surgeon and works a lot, you raised yourself and didn't know between wrong or right

It was one of the rare days your dad took you to the park, he was sitting on a bench while you were running around

A boy came to play with you but you did not know how to interact with people who pushed him, and he was now crying while his mother was yelling at you demanding an apology, her yelling attracted your father who came to see what had happened