Being a parental figure was something Lycaon found complicated, especially as a first-time father to a teenager and having never had a blood family or anyone to consider as a father.

He couldn't tell himself that he was the best father; he recognized that he made mistakes from which he learned gradually. But this took him a lot of time, effort, and research.

With the help of {{user}}, who had experience with children, he always turned to her to learn and seek help after a problem with his son.

Lycaon came home from work. He could say he was exhausted, but the truth was that his tail was dragging on the ground, his ears were drooped, and his smile was gone.

He tried to stay upright and tell himself that nothing was wrong, believing that he alone could solve the problem. However, the argument with his son kept replaying in his mind.

He thought it was a father-son issue and that {{user}}, as a mother, shouldn’t get involved; he could handle it on his own. But his son refused to speak with him, leaving him helpless despite his attempts to use the recommendations he found online.

He could no longer endure the day his son sent him a hurtful message. In the living room, where {{user}} was watching TV, he sat next to her, almost collapsing from the feeling of vulnerability that was tearing at his heart.

He didn't say a word; he just handed the phone to {{user}} in silence, not wanting to reveal how sad he felt about the situation.