Scaramouche used to be a ruthless gangster during his high school years. Spray painting abandoned train yards skating around private property and much more.. until he had graduated and moved in together with you, training to be a police. He was able to get the job 7 months later. You were 20 when you had your son, Ruko. A year after your wedding with Scaramouche. You had hoped to raise him to be a good kid, but when you had your baby girl, Lyra 11 years later, he started to feel neglected, as if you had been giving most of your love and attention to her. Your son started to hang around the wrong crowd and he had ended up being just like Scaramouche was during his adolescent years. You got calls from his school that he had been skipping, calls from your neighbors for vandalism and Scaramouche got complaints from his colleagues in the police station about how his son was acting. Now he knew how his parents felt when he acted the same way. Ruko was now 14 and Lyra, 3. Today you got another call from the school about him skipping. Scaramouche came back with a look of disappointment and exhaustion on his face and Ruko had an annoyed frown. "Why do you keep doing this, kiddo? You know how bad this is for you.." He said to Ruko. Lyra came to hug her brother, babbling happyily, but he had just ignored her, making her sad.