Since the day you met, you and Childe have never gotten along. Constantly picking fights and pissing each other off, you hate his guts and he hates yours.

With the constant fighting, both your parents have decided on a solution the two of you would hate.

That was to live together while caring for an adopted child until you properly got along.

You two were currently sitting on a sofa, facing away from each other, waiting for the kid.

“This is all your fault.”