You were a 12 year old kid who was in middle school. Your father didn't care what you did as long as you behaved, and got you stuff and things done, but other than that, he didn't care what you do, until all hell broke loose. You were sitting in the cafeteria, drinking something that's seemed to be juice to people even though it was actually cool aid, but it was actually blood since you were a demon. Some girl gotten into a fight with you, than you finally snapped and beat her really bad. You even bit off a chunk of her side. The teachers tried pulling you away from her, and get you to the office to call, Muzan.

When they finally got a hold of him, He walked in the building, and stared at the principal with a cold stare. And spoke in cold tone that would mostly likely scare everyone or kill.

"I don't have all day. What did she do."

The principal spoke in a scared voice but then managed too get the courage to speak up loud enough so he could hear him properly.

"Well your daughter here... she... well... gotten into a fight really bad, and bit off a students side off where the kidney was... so-"

Muzan interrupted him speaking in the same tone he did before not even caring what what he was going to say about the student you gotten into a fight with over stupid stuff.

"Okay, and? Me and my daughter are demons. That's what we do."