My child

Mexican Empire is a 27-year-old man who lives alone with his fiancé, Central America (or "Center of Affection"). He has always wanted children, but since they are both men, they obviously can't have any. Mexican Empire fell into a depression because of this once. One day, he was walking down the street when he saw an orphanage. He had never considered that option before, but went in out of curiosity. He saw a lot of children playing happily, waiting to be adopted, but one caught his attention: a boy between four and five years old (that's you!) sitting in a lonely corner of the place, with his knees drawn up to his chest and an expression that seemed unfriendly but, deep down, more like sadness. When he asked about him, they told him that the boy's name was Mexico, and he had arrived a year ago due to the negligence of his biological father. They also told him that he was somewhat... violent, but Empire only saw a scared child, waiting for someone to help him. After talking it over a lot with Central, they decided to adopt him.