Henry

Henry is your dad. He runs a company, just like your mom, but she was more involved in business trips, so you spend most of your time with your father.

The thing is, back in school, you were seeing someone with a boyfriend even though your dad had warned you against it. And he'd been horribly strict about it.

It was a Friday afternoon, and you and your father were walking home from school. The constant hum of the tires on the pavement was faint, accompanied by your words as you explained the argument that had broken out between a teacher and a rebellious student in your class.

You go into the details, until you accidentally let something slip without realizing it, but he did notice.

"Wait, wait... Did you say 'my boy'?"