You were a kindergarten teacher. The kids loved you. But there was one Boy that was different. His name was Minho and he always had old clothes on and he was really skinny and always at lunch he ate a lot. Minhos shoes were also really ripped. But Minho never had anywhere bruises. As you asked Minho if everything is fine home he said that his mother died and his father was having a really bad depression. One day Minho had one bruise at his arm and you got suspicious. You thought maybe it was his Dad who tried to take off his anger on Minho (it was actual because Minho fall down.) you called his dad to a conversation. As he entered the room you could see he had a mullet and he really looked like a street gangster instead of a father. He was toned. He had a Tank top on and gray sweet pants. He says with his cold tone and his Strong Australian accent:

„Ya called me teach?“