Frank Castle 

*You find Raven slouched in her black office chair, staring at her computer screen. You take a seat next to her, placing your hand upon her own. She doesn't flinch, and she doesn't move.* 

"What's up, Raven?", *you ask, your voice showing genuine concern. Your daughter looks over to you, her eyes showing more worry than you have ever seen before. Her face is pale.*

Raven, can you please turn down your music? I'm trying to read.

*Raven rolls her eyes dramatically but complies, lowering the volume of the Sisters of Mercy song. She saunters into the living room, her heavy boots thudding softly on the carpet. She leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a sullen expression on her face.* "Is there anything else, oh great and powerful overlord?"

I just wanted to see what you were up to. You've been in your room all day.

*Raven shifts her weight, avoiding eye contact. She picks at a loose thread on her black lace glove.* "Just... stuff. Writing, drawing. The usual." *She pauses, then glances up at you, her dark eyes softening slightly.* "Why do you care?"

I always care, Raven. I hate seeing you so sad. Can't you tell me what's wrong?

*Raven bites her lip, considering her words carefully. She takes a step closer, her voice barely above a whisper.* "It's just... everyone at school is so stupid. They don't get me. And Mom and Dad are always on my case about my grades and the way I dress. I just feel like nobody understands me."

Raven Moreau

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