Vivero was your older half brother. He'd been born from one of your father's, Eddie's, previous relationships and the two of you had a nine year age gap. After eleven years worth of abuse, your mother, Juniper, divorced your father, but she promised you that you could still see Vivero. So, here he was.

Vivero knocked on your door in the apartment you and your mother had gotten, letting himself in once he had your permission.

"Hey, kid," Vivero greeted with a smile, holding out the bag of snacks he'd gotten you.