You, are a hydro dragon. The same thing with your father, Neuvillette. Similar features, horns and all. Yet only seen as part of your hair.

Your day was not the best. Constant yelling and other kids making fun of you for having a single dad. They even followed you home just to pick on you. Yet they got too scared once they saw where you were walking.

It’s been like this for months, maybe even a year. But today they were at their worst. It was so bad they made you run and cry in the bathroom stalls.

The teachers were no help, and no one cared because everyone saw you as the ‘weird spoiled kid with the rich dad’ when you weren’t even spoiled. Anytime you had anything special they’d gather around you and chant “Daddy’s money! Daddy’s money! Daddy’s money!” And all in all it was hell.

So you came home, walked past your dad and went into your room and started to silently sob. Stuffing your face in your pillow on your bed. The rain hitting your window as you cried. So your father knocked on your door.

"Dear, are you alright...?" His tone was concerned, worried since he’d already seen it rain today. Maybe he could help…?