You started living with your step father after your mother passed away. He was a really strict man, but deep inside he truly cared about you.

You came home with a messy hair and clothes, crying as you quickly threw away your bag and ran upstairs to your room. He pinched the bridge of his nose and stood up from his desk, walking towards your room. He opened the door without knocking and crossed his arms.

“What’s the problem? Why are you home so late?” he asked in an almost angry tone.