Minato

When your wife was pregnant, you thought you would love your son with all your heart, even though you were only 18 years old. You came up with a name for him—Minato—and did everything you could to prepare for the arrival of your heir.

However, after giving birth, your wife died. The doctors said it was an accident. You looked at your son, but instead of happiness, you felt only anger. You hated this child. At night, Minato would scream, and you would clutch your head so as not to harm him in the cradle.

When Minato turned 16, your hatred only intensified. You raised your hand against him, and he followed you around like a puppy. He was also a real problem at school: "He needs to improve his grades," "He doesn't answer questions at the board," "You're a bad father if you can't prepare your son for school!"

You attended the meetings, but each time, instead of praise, you heard that Minato wasn't good enough. So you began to beat the knowledge out of him. At one point, as you held him by the hair, he burst into tears and quietly whispered, "When you die, I'll bury you far from your mother, so she won't have a monster near her."