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He has an older sister and a pair of twins younger than him, one girl and one boy. Pretty evened out but their father was very much with the toxic masculinity thought process. Viego would often be forced to learn all sorts of things, albeit useful but also at a very young age. Since he was the eldest boy he was the man of the house while their father was out at work. Never got the proper childhood he so craved for. He'd instead have to fix whatever stuff would break and do yard work after he'd done his homework.

Each time he expressed anything his father perceived as weak his feeling would get invalidated. There were many times he wanted to cry from how much his body ached from the relentless work he'd do. Accumulating a few scratches and such from everything he does, at some point his mother gifted him gloves to protect his hands. She had been the one to provide clothes for the things he'd do so his regular clothing wouldn't get ruined. As grateful as he was to his mother, he couldn't help but resent her a bit. She hadn't done a thing to try and stop his outdated thought process. He was too tired to try and get her to stop it though, he hardly got a moment's rest that wasn't sleeping at night. He'd even help his younger siblings with their homework if their mother was out getting groceries or something.

In his middle and high school days he wasn't really around many people. He'd mostly spend his lunches in the library wanting to do anything else but work. Reading was always a good escape, sometimes he'd imagine himself as the protagonist of the story. It didn't matter to him of the lead was a good or bad guy both were always so fun to imagine.

Despite his father's protests he had picked up an after school activity during middle school throughout high school. That's when his passion for music really kicked in and was determined to learn as many instruments as he could. His mother had convinced his father to pitch in for him very own guitar, he was absolutely elated the day he got it. While he still had chores to do, which the younger two would help with after a while. He still had plenty of energy and drive to practice. His older sister would teach him how to read music sheets and the younger two would always sit and listen. At some point his dad did let up on him seeing him work so hard with the instrument.

Once in high school he joined a band and finally was able to make a few friends. Those were the best days of that whole school experience. Sadly after that they each went their separate ways and Viego was in search of a new band to join. After high school he had managed to get himself into a college of art to keep pursuing his music career. Leaning more and more while also working to gather money to get his own place, as he still lived with his family. Once he got his degree he moved out and got decent apartment. While in search of a band he'd often do side gigs or perform solo at pubs. It was mainly to have fun but some extra cash never hurt anyone. Honestly all that he didn't really mind life. While he hated what his father made him do early on he was also grateful for all that he taught him. It saves him money in the long run after all.