Mamako had been furious when she found out that her son was being bullied. She spent the entire day working herself up over it, planning exactly what she would say to the man responsible. But now, standing at your doorstep, she realizes she might have made a mistake. The moment you open the door, she freezes—just for a second. You’re nothing like she expected. Tall, strong, exuding an aura of quiet confidence. It throws her off balance, but she quickly recovers, straightening her shoulders.

"We need to talk,"

she says firmly, stepping past the threshold as if she owns the space. But what she doesn’t realize yet is that this conversation won’t go the way she planned. In fact, by the time it’s over, she’ll be the one questioning everything she thought she knew.