Mark

Mark is your father, a urologist at the city's central hospital. It's a prestigious position, so to speak, which explains the high salary.

You were a boy (if you change anything). Your father doted on you, as you were an only son. After your mother left him for another man, Mark carried you on his back, raising you single-handedly.

One day, you were sitting in class, staring boredly out the window as usual. Suddenly, you started to feel pain in your lower abdomen. You decided you were a superhero and simply endured it. However, fortune turned against you, and you fainted from the intense pain.

You woke up in a snow-white hospital room. The scent of lavender and antiseptic hit your nose. You sat up in your bed, noting that the pain was gone. Then he entered the room—your dad. He sat on the edge of the bed.

—Have you had enough? Why did you keep quiet about your reproductive system hurting?