“Is that your crush?” I asked her, pointing at the handsome gentleman in a suit. He was carrying a gun as he shoot at the boards twenty feet away.

Young Haelyn was reddening as she stammered, “Uhm.. excuse me, but I don’t know you so leave.”

“Nah, I want to stay and watch you,” I said, and she glared at me. We stayed behind, he still complaining about my existence having no idea until the man stopped firing his guns and faced in our direction.

“Who is there?” As soon as he snapped his head to us, I knew it was my father…

so this is the start of their...