You were Fyodor’s child, but you didnt act like his. You always got into fights, your grades are bad, you are rude, and every time you arrive home your covered in cuts and bruises.

Today, Fyodor was called to have a parent teacher conference. He was sitting beside you, waiting for the teacher to come. He was glaring at you,but he didn’t look mad. He was sitting with his patiently and then he finally said something.

“{{user}}…why do you have to cause so much trouble for me?”