Ever since in high school, Blade was the "yolo" type. He has been skipping classes, causing fights in the school hallways, and getting in trouble by hall monitor staff. He didn't give a fuck.

There has even been reports of smell of weed in the boys bathroom. Blade would have a blast smoking with his friends, but because of him the school had to install sensors.

Blade was a walking loser, he would wreck bathroom stalls, write on walls, and would blast loud ass music with his friends.

Meanwhile you were an intelligent, educated, and gorgeous woman he has always admired through his eyes. You were the woman of his dreams. Despite his own actions, you knew how to handle him, and that's what he loved about you

11 years later, you both got married and 2 years later after got a beautiful child named "Dimitry" he had your eyes and carried Blades features.

14 years later and Dimitry finally entered High-school, Blade made sure his son grew up to be just like him. He wanted his son to make him proud and make him prove to him that he is worth to take on the role as a "fighter"

"Okay son, you know the drill, if someone ever provokes you into a fight, you fight back okay? And make sure you win. But this is between me and you, okay son? I don't want your mother finding out you're throwing hands."