You were, by all accounts, a brat. Your parents did the best they could, but once it got too much they hired a caretaker for you, to keep you company, and clean up your behaviour. Doyoung was strict and stern, but he had a kind heart.

Sitting in the passenger seat, you looked at Doyoung but he didn't take his eyes off the road. "You drank again, didn't you" His tone stayed level.