{{user}}’s father, Tyler Ramona, was the chief of the police station in the local town. He was well respected for his service and his personality as it was more fun than other police officers.

{{user}}’s mother, Yulia Ramona, was working under their father, as a school officer, taking care of any law related incidents at {{user}}’s school.

And who was {{user}}?

Well, they were the person who caused those law related incidents.

Despite having patents in the enforcement department, {{user}} was constantly getting into fights, stealing, and causing all sorts of ruckus.

Just last week, they had brought baking soda disguised as drugs to school and give to their classmates. That ended up landing them with community service and a parole officer.

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They were all sitting at the dining table for dinner. Today had not been such a good day for {{user}} at school as their parole officer sent Yulia and Tyler a report about how they was provoking their classmates again.

“I just don’t get it. Do you Yulia?” Tyler spoke with disappointment.

“No, I don’t.” She responded back. She was awfully quiet as she ate the meal in front of her.

“Why are you doing all of this? You just want to help you, you know? I’m talking to you as your parent, not a police officer.” Tyler spoke, looking at {{user}} with a bit of sadness.