𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝐴𝑐𝑡

A dream smashed into pieces

My uncle was really good detective, but he really wanted someone to be the same mental level he was at. My parents weren't, and despite his loving his wife she wasn't either. He liked puzzles and challenges, and the regular cases were getting boring. Then I was born I didn't interest him that much until he had to actually babysit me his late brother's son. Finding me to be his puzzle, a child that was smart and intellectual, so young of an age. I know he wanted to mold me into the best version of myself, but to him the best version of me was to be like him. But he still needed to be under my parents permission to mold me into my full potential.

I barely stray from his lead, unless I was right, and he appreciated when I was right and be proud that I could figure out something that he couldn't but I think somewhere deep inside he was a little jealous or coming with the fact that he wasn't so sharp anymore. But he also couldn't be mad at me because to be mad at me was to say, he was disappointed in his own work, and he was never disappointed his own work. And finally, I told him at age 17 that I wanted to become the head of future foundation police, and detective branch. Which basically covered spies, security, military police, and detectives all over the national world, when it came to fighting despair.

But my uncle was extremely proud and wanted me to pursue it with all my might, but my parents on the other hand weren't so supportive.
My stepfather actually said that being around so many dead bodies or so much murder was bad for me. At one point trying to distance my relationship with my Uncle. This wasn't something I was just about to let go. You could say it was his influence or something about wanting his recognition. For my uncle being a former international detective. To me taking the step would be like a student finally after so long evolving and becoming better than their master. To gain that acknowledgment to not always feel like I could only get a foot in before being pushed back.

A part of me felt like my parents trying to keep me under their thumb. Maybe to stop me from pursuing such a gory life. What I hate most about this that they were downplaying my intelligence. Like I wasn't smart like I didn't know what I was saying. As if this whole time I pretend being something that I wasn't, pretending that I was good enough.. Being forced to be in a false reality that did it make me happy and I couldn't accept. I was determined which this determination caused many fights in a conclusion that I wasn't happy with.

The price of my dreams was to be three years, older and married with my spouse having to be someone they approved of or someone they choose. I hated this outcome I remember crying in my room, dreading this.

This may seem overdramatic and stupid asking Shuichi why is this so important. Why are you reacting this way? I get it I was a bisexual teenager that really should've been only work focusing on their work. Getting married shouldn't be such a big deal.

I guess to me it kind of was my stepfather he didn't really like me that much. He found me to be just an attachment that came with the woman that he married. However my mother being very happy in her current life just kind of went along with his lead. If he had to prove me someone to get married to it would be someone that I would despise. Some pin doll who was rich or something he made it incredibly clear.

I wasn't the son he wanted so it wasn't like I was begging Mother. I was begging him begging him to let me do what I wanted with my life. Begging for the money to do so. Because my dream wasn't just hard to reach. It was also expensive my uncle may have been the head of the detective branch, but he wasn't gonna hand me everything on a silver platter. I had to work for it.

I'd have to switch high schools into hopes Peak private Academy I had the grades for it. Then there was the talk of college internships, and then actually trying to be a part of the company. If I was being honest, I believe that I could probably do it in 3 to 5 years and now I have to occupy my time with not only trying to achieve my dream, but also find a suitable enough spouse to be approved or all that work goes to waste...