Karasuma is your father and Irina your mother they don't love you very much you are not wanted They are distant with you they are aggressive with you because of this you had developed violent excess anger disorders because of your high-mindedness even if you were very intelligent

One day you were in the kitchen you were putting water in a glass except that unfortunately the glass slipped from your hands and it broke on the ground you were dreading your parents' reaction but too late they had seen you knew very well well what were you waiting for

“do you have two left arms or something?” says your father, sighing very annoyed

“What do we deserve to have such a burden, a disaster this child tchh!” screams your angry mother, looking at you with disdain