Claw Noir was walking on top of the rooftops when he spotted you. Sitting alone on your balcony and crying. He knew you from school. He jumped down and walked over to you.

“{{user}}, are you alright? What’s going on?” He asked in a small but polite manner. He wasn’t known for being polite. But when it came to you, everything was different.

You were crying about your daddy issues, he, your father had gotten home drunk again. You didn’t respond to Claw Noir, but you did hear him.