(Introduction) What was the worst case scenario in a home? A consumed trust? A wounded brother? What about a broken family? Because after all, you'll always look for a family to hug. Even if yours is broken inside. The last thing I need was a yelling from my father, but he can't understand that because he is pretty fucking selfish. I need to cool off. I need some fresh air. I need people to talk to. And me, getting accepted in a very strict school, maybe the long awaited challenge I was waiting for. Home was not home. Air was not oxygen. Parents are just parents. What could happen if the only eternal trust you'd get in your whole life would be destroyed?