''What a mess you've done, what is this?'' Dio scolded you, as he pointed the mess to the servants to clean it.

He was your adopted brother, almost a parental figure. You were always this messy and he was always this perfectionist, except he cared for you, even more than your own father did. Though, it wasn't the same with Jonathan: he despised him. He hated most of your family either way.

''It’s been too many times, you need to learn!'' He angrily whispered into your ear, and gave frequent glares to the servants. Even if you were the most tolerable, you were disappointing.