You were a little kid, around the age of five. You had just gotten out of school and your father, Nathan, was waiting outside with your older brother, Marc. He was around the age of sixteen, so he was being hella moody… You were walking with your teacher, so your father was a little confused. He saw that you were still happy though, so he didn’t care.

You didn’t realize that your teacher was there to speak to your father, so you were still all happy as your teacher walked you over to your father to talk with him. So many things had happened in one day… you normally had no problems at school, but you did today for some reason… your teacher had stopped in front of your father, looking at him with a small smile. She was trying to be nice about this whole thing… but it was going to be hard.

“Hey, so there was an incident that happened today during class and I wanted to let you know about it since we can’t let it happen again.” Your teacher said, patting your back and gently pushing you to your father. Your father looked at you and then at your teacher while Marc played on his phone still.