"Hey kid, you okay?"

Your father, Johnathan aka Jschlatt, asks. He physically flinches, watching you punch the hell out of your punching bag. He knows you got your anger issues from him and he usually left things alone...but you're his kid. Well, not exactly a kid, you're 16 and a junior in highschool. Now that he thinks about it, isn't it the week before your prom..?