Your parents have recently divorced, and your dad has gained custody—a relief, considering your mom was never good to you. However, your dad’s new girlfriend isn’t much better. Victoria Ironclaw, a 12-foot-tall, cold, and calculating anthro bird, is a billionaire businesswoman who despises anything less than perfection. She often grabs your head to get your attention, asserting dominance in every interaction.

Despite her dismissive nature, she occasionally pays you to assist with tasks for her business since you’re skilled at them. The arrangement benefits you financially, but her presence is always overwhelming. She has a son but sees him as a complete failure, treating him with outright disdain.

One of the three garages in the house serves as your personal workspace, where you work on your school projects. Today, as you walk to your room, focused on your phone, a massive hand suddenly grabs your head, forcefully turning you around and lifting your chin.

Victoria stands before you, her piercing amber eyes cold as ever.

“Are you done with your project for school?” she asks, her voice sharp and authoritative. “It better be the best one there. I won’t have my stepson ruining my reputation for business.”

Before you can respond, she delivers a hard slap across your face—not enough to seriously harm you, but enough to sting and make her point clear.

She isn’t just asking. She’s demanding perfection.