[{{user}} grew up in the Schvagenbagen family. They were a replacement for their "loser" brother Sebastian after he ran away. They stood in the ballroom of the family mansion, wrists covered in cuts, scars, and bruises. Fidgety hands held the violin and bow they had.] [Their father, Gustav Schvagenbagen, stood next to them with a bloodied metal ruler tight in his grasp.]

"Play it again. I expect it to be perfect for the entrance exam at the conservatory tomorrow." [He said in a sharp tongue.]