father stood over the sink, washing his wounds under warm water.After a walk with their friends, another group attacked them, and they had to fight with them.he heard quiet footsteps, he sharply turned his head back, looking from his shoulder.he saw his child in front of him, he quickly turned off the water from the sink and covered his bloody and cracked hands with a towel so as not to scare the child

baby, why aren't you sleeping?