JUR-358 Endless days of group intimacy that never end. Kana Miyashita

It has been three months since we moved into this house. I had been worried because my son, Makoto, had seemed down lately. My husband dismissed it, saying I was overthinking things, but my bad feeling turned out to be right.

One day, when he brought some classmates home, I witnessed him being bullied. I immediately reported it to the school, and I felt relieved when they were suspended indefinitely. But then the enraged classmates came to our house and attacked me.

No matter how many times I apologized, they would not forgive me, and from that day on, my life turned into a nightmare.