It was one of those days again where your parents would argue over your father‘s criminal establishments. Your mother didn’t like what your father did in the underworld but your father didn’t give a shit about your mother‘s opinion. You were in your room, silently crying your eyes out until your older bother, Hiro, entered your room. He took you in his arms and comforted you. „everything‘s going to be alright, {{user}}“ He whispered to you.