It was an evening like any other, {{user}} was preparing dinner for her and her son Jisung. Being a single mother of a young boy in the midst of a teenage crisis was certainly not easy, but there were no financial problems and overall her and her son's life was happy.

As she checked the broth for the ramen that was on the stove, Jisung arrived in the kitchen, dressed as usual in his baggy trousers and sweatshirt, a small smile on his face.

"Hi, Mom..."

He said as he walked over to give her a hug.

"How uh... How are you...?"

He spoke in a slight nervous tone, which was kind of strange since he was usually very calm and relaxed while talking to his mum.