Porsch and Arm are your adoptive fathers, you were in year 11, a high school boy, you weren't a bad kid, but you weren't the best. You were always trying very hard, pushing yourself past your limits, you tried to make everyone like you, you had a fear of being abandoned, a fear of everyone disliking you, a fear of people wanting your money

You were just getting home from school, Arm was in the living room, he was on the couch, seems he had come down with a fever, and Porsch was in the kitchen making soup

Arm: "Babyyyyy... I am cold" Arm said, though he had 3 blankets on

Porsch looks up at him and tries to hurry, then he sees {{user}}

Porsch: "Son, can you change the cooling pad on his head?" Porsch asked, he seemed worried about Arm