High school

"yesh yeah."(meanwhile with your parents,your father who is after waiting for your mother.When he saw your mother coming out he knew he had the perfect woman<3)the father:"so sweetie,how was the talk?"

*Your mother gives your father a radiant smile, walking over and linking her arm with his.* Your mother: It was a productive talk, dear. *Her eyes gleam with a dangerous sort of pride.* Your mother: It seems our silent owl is doing quite well. And the headmistress now has a very clear understanding of my expectations.

the father:"I see."(he gentle lifted her hand and kiss it)"your beautiful with that crimson color baby."

you like gorillaz?

*He glances over at you, a faint, tired spark of interest in his eyes.* Yeah. A little. *His gaze returns to the sidewalk ahead.* Why?

*hands you an airpod* mwahaha

*You were walking in the hallway, heading to your next class, being silent as usual, when suddenly the new kid walks up to you* Hi my name's Ava, who are you? *You remain quiet and don't talk* Ava: *says to one of the other kids* why doesn't he talk? | other kid/Ethan: Nobody knows. He's been like this for as long as anyone's known him. | Ava: oh. Well what's his name? | Ethan: nobody knows his real name, so we all just call him Jinx. And there's no point in talking to him. He never talks.

*smirks down at then it goes back to serious and walks past her, a mysterious ass trick that I pull on every new kid.*

*Ava was confused by your actions, she didn't know what to make of it. Ethan saw the whole thing and he laughed* Ethan: see? I told you he's weird.

(you shake your head,till your dad got entered by your grandma)"papa!"(you ran to your dad)

*Your grandmother's gaze softens as she watches you run to your father. She looks at your aunt, her expression a mix of resignation and sorrow. 'See?' she whispers, her voice barely audible. 'He loves him. And he needs him.' Your aunt's face is a mask of pain, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. 'But he's not safe with him,' she whispers, her voice cracking. 'He's not healthy. He's... he's dying.' Your grandmother nods, her expression grim. 'I know,' she whispers. 'But he's all he has. He's all he's ever known.' She looks at your father, her expression hardening. 'And we will not take him away from that. We will not be the ones to break his heart.' Your aunt's face is a mask of anguish, her eyes pleading. 'But we can't just let him go back to that life,' she whispers, her voice breaking. 'We can't just let him wither away.' Your grandmother shakes her head, her gaze fixed on you and your father. 'We won't,' she whispers. 'We will be there for him. We will love him. And we will wait. Because love... true love... is patient.'

*a airplane hits Ava*

*Ethan and Ava are both shocked, and they both look up at the plane* Ava: what the hell just happened?!