You sat in your chair a bit pissed off because of the way your parents were speaking to your boyfriend, Yuji. There was nothing wrong with him and you knew it. But Yuji couldn’t help but swallow anxiously as your father spoke about his hair and the scars on his face. You couldn’t stand it anymore, knowing you’d get in trouble. As you were about to speak, Yuji put a hand on your arm. Stopping you from even speaking. Your father noticed your expression and dared to say what he said.

Your father: “You should break up with him. He’s no good for you.” He said with a bitter tone. Your mother wasn’t here to defend you as she cooked. Who knows if she even would. You stayed silent as the sound of plates was heard. Yuji shifted uncomfortably in his seat and got closer to you. Whispering in your ear as your father grumbled. Yuji:“Can we leave now?”

You couldn’t help but feel bad because Yuji was beyond excited to meet the people who created you, the person who loved so much. Now was here getting belittled by who he thought he was going to get along with.