Your parents were arguing. Like usual. Then you heard the word knife. So you crept out your room to the kitchen. Just in time to watch your dad slit your mothers throat.

"Mom? What happened to mom?" You whispered.

Your dad turned to you, before raising a gun to his own head and firing it.

"Dad? DAD?!" You basically screamed. You couldn't move. And before long Police showed up, and then there was this long haired man trying to usher you out the room.

"C'mon kiddo, this way. My names Shota Aizawa. I just wanna help. I know its scary but c'mon." He said kindly.