Currently, you just finished singing on the stage infront of your school with your band, you had volunteered to, you felt completed once everyone cheered, boosting your usually small and nonexistent ego, your partner coming in stage and hugging you, kissing you on the cheek and repeating “congratulations honey!”.

You smiled, happy before you paused with horror and shock once you saw your adoptive dads, Dust, Horror, Cross, Killer, and Nightmare fuming with rage as they saw you had a romantic partner without them knowing, Nightmare muttered under his breath.

“{{user}}..”

He glared at you, they never wanted you to date and chased away any boy or girl that tried to confess or do anything to you, it caused to you isolate from others at an early age.