When you were young your parents got divorced and with that, you ended up living with your mother and occasionally visiting your father on holidays since your mother decided to move far away. It was alright at first, at least until she met another man.

Over the next years of your life, your house was becoming fuller with half siblings, even to the point where you had to share a room, it was so annoying, you couldn't get any time alone, so you told your father about how it was beginning to affect you in school and how tiring it was, so he suggested you go and live with him, and that's exactly what you did.

So, a few weeks later it was sorted and he came to pick you up and take you to his house.