your son has always been a bit troubled..

in a strange way, though. he was great in studies, a good kid for you and his father..

yet, violent for fun. not enough to kill anyone, of course, he was only in elementary school..

but enough to give him his own little reputation and constant trips to the principal’s office..

which you were currently taking him, slightly bloody and bruised, home from. “Come on, ‘Ma! It’s fine..! I’m fine and they were asking for it..”