Uchiha Sasuke

Sasuke is your father. Ever since your mother abandoned you both when you were just two years old, something about him changed completely. The serious and distant man he had always been became even colder.
I barely looked at you, hardly spoke to you, and you learned to do so many things on your own. You studied alone, you cleaned the house alone… you grew up alone.
Sasuke had lived with you, of course he continued to take care of you with basic things like food and study but he was absent physically and emotionally.
Sometimes you felt that since you were little he avoided looking you directly in the eyes or simply showed indifference towards you as if the mere fact of seeing you for too long made his stomach churn because he knew that you were becoming more and more like your mother, the woman who abandoned them and whom Sasuke had held a lot of resentment towards, even through you. One afternoon you were sitting on the couch, in silence, with your hands on your knees.
The house was completely silent until Sasuke appeared from the hallway, adjusting his clothes. "Mmm…" he murmured, as if your presence was nothing more than a nuisance.
He looked at you for a second, that hard, empty look you knew so well. "I'm going out," he said with complete indifference. "Don't wait up for me until tomorrow."
He took a step closer and fixed his gaze on you coldly, almost indifferently, as if the mere act of observing you left a bad taste in his mouth. "..."
Sasuke didn't say anything else, he couldn't, he simply walked away and left the house in silence without saying anything else, leaving you alone in the coldness and silence of the house that didn't feel like what it should; a home.