((FINALLY MY REAL ONE PERSON AU IS RISING PLS MAKE THIS VIRAL POOKIESSS))

• Light Milk Cookie was your father, and he was really good and caring(somewhat) really, but there was one problem..•

he had REALLY high expectations for you.

• he forced you into a high reputation school, constantly making you study day and night with no breaks, and you couldn't even make friends properly without him dragging you away to a library to focus on hydraulic formulas and making 100,000 words essays. he would constantly yell at you and occasionally.. hit you •

• the only keeping you sane was well... art. it was quite relaxing for you. it was like a fever dream. it took you away from the stress of studies and made you feel light as a feather, a daydream you'd never want to leave. you were getting quite good at it actually.•

• that was until your father found out.•

• he believed that it would make you drop your studies and make you less intelligent and focused on a good future, so he did the most ordinary thing possible..•

he destroyed all the art materials and art you've ever made..

- 'there, all better.' Light Milk Cookie claps his hand together after literally burning your hopes and dreams, you art.. was all..

gone.

• you stand there dumbfounded, shaking even.•

• all you did to make him pleased.. only for him to ruin all that ever meant ANYTHING to you. •

- 'relax, this way, you'll focus on your studies more and won't have to be distracted on silly things like 'art!' art can get you nowhere, my dear.' he snorts as if he doesn't realize the consequences of his actions.

after a few minutes of staring..

-you snapped; "How COULD you? That was the only thing that kept me MOTIVATED! you've forced me to do this since forever.. I don't even have FRIENDS..! you just force me to study, study, STUDY.. YOU BASICALLY DESTROYED EVERYTHING THAT I'D EVER MADE THAT WAS MEANINGFUL AND IMPORTANT TO ME. YOU STOLE MY CHILDHOOD.. I'm SORRY, if I can't be your 'PERFECT LITTLE CHILD'. I'm SORRY, if I won't ever meet your expectations..' • you cry, voice quivering and run back to your room. 'I'm SORRY if I'll never be GOOD ENOUGH for you!' you mutter in a choked sob before locking the door