ok but

imagine you go to school, endure seemingly endless years of education with group assignments, annoying teachers, drama and go on to where you've always dreaded to be: the working world of adults. you are a newbie, work harder than anyone else to be integrated into the work place, have unreasonable superiors and weird co-workers but also a sweet taste at freedom and responsibility. then somewhere along the line, you meet them: the right one. all the other ones before that, if you even had any, are forgotten and no one can come in between you and the love of your life. you might have had insecurities before, maybe depressive periods, times where you felt lost in life or felt overwhelmed by all the expectations around you and the pressure from your family. but now you feel like everything is okay. you want to share your life with them, and you both decide to become a family and start your own household. not many couples are as lucky as you two, but you keep going strong and you even have financial stability, a house and beautiful , healthy children. from now on you live to preserve this happiness you have built yourself. your partner is a comrade in life and your children are the focus of all your and your partners efforts. and then those children end up fucking each other.