His father

"Don't talk about her like that!" Rein growled, but his father just smirked and continued: "She's not good for you... She's a tramp... do you get it?" His son bit his lip and hissed: "Are you telling me what's good for me? Who are you to tell me?"

"I am the one who raised you." Father's voice was full of anger... Rein's behaviour was simply too insolent. At least he thought. "And I didn't raise you for such a nobody!"

"Right... of course," Rein whispered, but the his expression changed, "you didn't raise me at all!!"
Father stood in a silent amazement, shocked by such an outrage. "I gave you my best, you bastard..." he hissed through his clenched teeth, "And this is how you repay me?"

"Have you ever loved?" Rein replied, way too angered to watch his tongue. "What about my mother? Did you love her or it was like just-"
"HOW DARE YOU!" Father growled, trying his best not to tear his son apart. "How dare you to talk about your mother like that?!"

Rein smirked a bit, preparing for something that was to come. "It's either me or her. Make your choice," Father hissed.

"Why are asking when you already know the answer?"