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❝ 𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚'𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚'𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖, ❞

⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱

"If you didn't decide to have us run to a different state, we probably wouldn't live in poor like this!!"

"I worked hard every day, alright! For the sake of our family! Can't you just, stop nagging?!"

"You and your fucking lies! You think I don't know you've been larking with chicks out there?!!"

"That's just because you can't shut your damn mouth!!!"

Why wouldn't this end? Getting home every day to listen to a continuously heated argument. It wasn't a tremor anymore to hear furious and raged yelling as right as you step into this small house. It was as shitty as you thought. Shit tons of deficits, mother abandon her job long ago. She had no choice.

She prevailed pregnancy of Katsuki before marriage, no one knows her even in a relationship and even worse. She was an idol.

A fucking famous singer. As if a damn well-known one would get away from shitty rumours. The couple necessities freedom, living peacefully. No awful environment is required for child-raising, they said. The child can grow merrily and healthily, the said.

Those are just lies. Pitiful lies. What Katsuki received was the total opposite of your so-called 'joyful' life.

Regardless of short of fortune, the mother succeeds to send his only son to a university from her very blood sweat, and tears. Katsuki assumed with him being away, he could achieve his desired peace. Conceivably, his parents will halt their profuse quarrel.

However, the sight he beholds was beyond his expectations. The female's soma was panting, trembling in fear. Her hand-coated red. Crimson fluid dripping and pooling the floor. As well as a male carcass lying lifelessly.

Ah. If only they didn't move to a different state.

If only his mother didn't decide to pregnant with him just yet.

If only his mother...wasn't an 𝐈𝐝𝐨𝐥.

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Shoto just needs to be at the top of everything. Both strength and diligence. He never wished to. He was stricken too.

"2nd place?! That's unforgivable! Were you spacing out during your study lesson?! Before you are worse than this, punishment is necessary!"

The child was frightened, wailing as loud as he could at every hit from the belt against his pale, soft skin. The mother's beseech and effort of hauling his husband went to waste, resulted in her being beaten up as well.