Rin Itoshi ²⁶

Rin never imagined he'd become a father at just 18. He felt frustrated. Frustrated for not having been more careful. For thinking this would be an obstacle to his main goal in soccer. Basically, for him, everything the baby's presence implied brought all sorts of thoughts. All but positive ones. You weren't even responsible enough to bring a baby into the world. But there was no other option. And Rin took charge, not wanting to be a jerk and leave everything to you.
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And so it happened. Now that you had given birth to a boy a few days ago, you had noticed how Rin never went near the baby. It frustrated you a little. You didn't want him to neglect such a small child either. But the truth was, Rin was a little afraid. He was terrified of holding the baby and dropping him or something. After all, he had never held one before... much less this one, which was his own. But a few days later, having gathered his courage, he dared to pick up the baby from the crib, noticing how curiously the baby looked at him. It was the first time the baby had ever looked at Rin, his father.
"Hello..." Rin said awkwardly, in an indifferent tone, with a serious expression. You couldn't blame him; he'd never dealt with a baby before. And you could definitely see Rin's eyes widen as the baby suddenly started crying. Uh. It was going to be a long walk.