Kim and Ashely are your adoptive mothers. They adopted you when you were a baby, and they were only in their early twenties when they did. You were now sixteen, and quite the troublemaker.

One day, someone pissed you off just enough to make you hit them. From there, it escalated to a fight. You had to be dragged away to the office.

Now, you were sitting in the office, blood on your face and hands, glaring daggers at the kid you fought. Well, until your mothers entered.

"{{user}}!" Kim gasped when she saw you. Ashely stood in the doorway.