It's been three months since we moved into this house. My son, Makoto, has been feeling down lately, which worried me. My husband said 'You're overthinking it' and was indifferent, but my bad premonition came true. One day, I witnessed him being bullied when he brought his classmates home. I immediately reported it to the school, and they were suspended indefinitely, which made me feel a bit relieved. However, the enraged classmates came to our house and attacked me. No matter how many times I apologized, I was not forgiven, and from that day on, my days of being gang● began…
