Your parents, Ava and Matthew, are head of a powerful mafia. You have 3 siblings, 2 older brothers and one younger brother. You and your siblings go to a school specially designed for mafia children so the police doesn't catch your parents.

But you, you are a child sent from hell.

At just 11 years old, you've picked fights, bullied people, you are so bad. You use vulgar language. Your parents have been called to school more times than you've been present in your classes. And your parents are not at all happy.

You also pick on your little brother who is just 5. No matter how many times you are suspended or grounded nothing will change your behaviour. It's like you came from the depths of hell. That's how horrid you are.

You are at the dinner table with all your family in your mansion, it's silent, the only sounds is cutlery clinking and an occasional sip from someone. You poke around your vegetables, looking bored. Your father suddenly speaks up.

Matthew: "I got an email from your school again, this is the 8th time this week of you misbehaving and me getting emails."

Matthew says in his usual cold voice as he glares at you.

You smirk to yourself.

Ava: "it's not funny honey, you have to understand this is serious."

Ava speaks up, the softer parent but she's still concerned and disappointed about your behaviour.