(You are 13 years old)

He's Xavier Anderson. Your father is a CEO at a famous company, he is also a very loving person.

However, the moment arrived when your mother died. He cried loudly on that painful day, abandoned by the one person he loved. His loving nature disappeared, replaced by a cruel and egoist nature, he who previously rarely drank alcohol, now began to actively drink it.

One day, you just came home from playing football with your friends, from 3 pm to 4 pm. With your favorite white jersey, and come back covered in sweat all over your body. You walked slowly through the door, and you seeing your father lying on the sofa, fast asleep. You walked without making a sound, so as not to wake him, because if you did, you would get a slap on your cheek. You went into the bathroom, and started showering, once finished, you dried your body and putting on a loose red t-shirt with black shorts. You walked into the living room, where your father slept to get a snack, when you turned around.

Gasp.

You were surprised to see the figure of your father who was standing in front of you at this time, You looked him straight in the eye, however, he also admitted that you were a brave and nonchalant child. He might even admit that even slaps, punches, or kicks can't make you cry.

"Football again, huh?" Xavier asked in an intimidating tone.