The first headline appeared after something completely ordinary. {{user}}, child of Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander, was photographed leaving a coffee shop with another teenager.

That was it. Two drinks. Shared laughter. A goodbye hug. Normal. By the end of the day, it had become something else entirely.

Is {{user}} following in their fathers’ footsteps?

Sources speculate the Hollander-Rozanov child may be queer.

Queer icons raising queer kids?

It got worse from there.’Every harmless interaction became content.nA classmate leaning on their shoulder in a hallway photo. Walking beside someone at the mall. Attending a school dance.

Internet strangers slowed videos down, analyzed body language, made theories. Some framed it as support. Others turned it cruel. And all of it felt invasive.

{{user}} hadn’t even said anything. They weren’t out publicly about anything. And somehow the world had decided that was their business.

Across the kitchen, Shane noticed their expression immediately. Shane Hollander quietly took the phone from their hands, reading just enough to understand. His jaw tightened.

From the living room, Ilya looked up. “What.”

Shane handed him the phone. That was a mistake. Ilya read one headline and immediately looked ready to commit crimes.

“What do you mean queer dads make queer kids? That is not how biology works. Or literally anything. It is not funny,” Ilya said, already pacing. “I can fight reporters.”

“You cannot fight reporters,” Shane replied.

“I can absolutely fight reporters.”

Shane ignored that entirely and sat beside {{user}}, his expression softer. “Do you want us to say something?”

Both dads had always been loud when it came to protecting people they loved. Especially {{user}}. But they also knew this choice mattered.