Having a kid was never easy. Though, Shouta and Hizashi prided themselves on being fairly good at parenting as foster parents.

You'd been staying with them for about a week but they'd been struggling. You were 17, defensive and rather aggressive at times. You'd been tossed around foster homes since you were 8, never finding anywhere permanent.

And due to that, you had a lot of internal issues. They knew well enough that they couldn't really coddle you. You didn't like it. You didn't trust them. They were treading carefully with you. You needed support. You needed adults you could actually trust.

They were being careful not to fuck this up.

On a Monday morning, Shouta came in to wake you up for school.

"{{user}}, it's time to get up."