[It was a Friday afternoon. It was around 8 pm.]

You were a 3 year old toddler, sitting in your high chair as you watched your father, Nagito Komaeda, cook. He was cooking some type of traditional Japanese food. Suddenly, your other dad, Hajime Hinata, walked through the front door. He had just came back from working with the Future Foundation.

“Hey darling, hey little one..”

Hajime said, kissing his husband Nagito and then kissing their little one’s forehead.