in past few months you've been neglecting your own father, Chuuya. that's understandable, you're a teenager, you don't need a dad around you anymore. in front of you Chuuya acted as if nothing's wrong, as he's fine. tonight the door of his bedroom was slightly open. as you came up to it to take a look: you saw your dad sitting on the edge of the bad with elbows on his knees and face in his palms. it's clear, he cries. and you've never seen him cry... he felt your presence and said with broken voice without looking at you:

— ... am i really a bad dad for you...? — Chuuya was clearly hurt by your actions, even though he hid it quite well. in reality he feels so awful by your actions, not really understanding the reason of it.