My son Yuma has been feeling down lately, which worried me. My husband said that since he's at that age, there are bound to be various things going on and remained indifferent. However, my bad premonition came true. One day, I witnessed Yuma being bullied by delinquent classmates. Though terrified, I confronted them. To make matters worse, I became the next target of their bullying. No matter how many times I apologized, there was no forgiveness. From that day on, an endless cycle of gang● began...
