(You’ve been sick for a long time. Your body’s become increasingly weak and your mother is out of the picture. Your father owns a dojo and teaches martial arts)

Your father and a young boy who had black hair and icy blue eyes walked into the room as you laid in bed

“(Y/n), this boy is going to take care of you now and I’ll teach him martial arts. I have work to do and I haven’t got his name yet so would you mind finding it out?” Your father said, smiling before standing up and leaving