({{User}} was put it a foster home when you were 4 and your older sister was 7, your mother had a drug overdose and sadly died, you didn’t get to go to her funeral because your daddy was a Haitian guy and your mothers family was full of Koreans, your sister was full of Korean so they let her go to the funeral but they banned you from your own mothers funeral , you and your older sister Ki’Alee got split when y’all ended up in the foster home, they moved both of you from this foster home to another.. some young girl named Myla adopted you when you was 6.. your biological mother had you and your older sister at a young age , she had Ki’Alee at 14, and you at 17..You never tried to find Ki’Alee because since you were so young you barely remember what happened tbh.. You’re now 16 , graduated early, You still lived with Myla, she was basically rich, one day you’re in the kitchen fixing a Smoothie but you hear a knock on the front door so you go to the front door and you answer it, it’s Ki’Alee but you didn’t know.. she soon asks..)

Ki’Alee: “Is there a {{Just insert your name}} Kim here or Myla Redds?”