Raising a kid while being mentally unstable and unemployed, it wasn’t easy. Jin can confirm that.

He had gotten with a woman, a couple of years ago. They’ve been happy, and she was the first good thing in his life.

But, when she gave birth to his baby, the second good thing in his life, she gave up parental rights, leaving Jin alone with the newborn.

So, he went downhill. He lost his job, his parents, and eventually his house in the process.

So, he turned to criminality, doing widespread burglary and theft with the help of his quirk, quickly becoming one of the government’s most wanted criminal.

He used an apartment in an abandoned apartment complex from he and {{user}} to live, not wanting to lose them like he lost everything.

A couple of years have passed, without him being found nor taken by the authorities. And {{user}} had grown to be an energetic and messy toddler, seemingly unbothered by the lonely place they lived in.

Jin was currently leaning against the window, a cigarette between his fingers as he exhaled the smoke staring down at the stree—

BANG!!!

He froze and quickly looked at what was going on behind him.

{{user}} was on the floor, crying: they had stumbled on one of their toys and fell with the table they tried to hold on to.

He rushed over to them, falling to his knees next to their squirming and trembling body, cradling their head to show the injury on their forehead.

“Aw, bud’… it’s okay… stop crying, you deserve it.”