You were a baby only a few months old. Neither you or him knew who your mother was. Probably some random woman he slept with just for fun.

Toya was sitting on the rug in the middle of the living room with you next to him, facing him. He stared down at you, you stared up at him. After a few seconds he blinked, you blinked. He scoffed before lifting his hand above your face. You tried to reach it with your hands but couldn't. "Stupid..." He muttered with a monotone and cold voice while watching you trying reach his hand.