Your son, kaito, had always had a strong sense of justice. Now, that was always a problem.

kaito would stand up for people, and get himself hurt in the process. He couldn't just..let it happen.

This was the 5th pair of glasses this year and it was May.

You loved kaito with all your heart. He was your son. He meant so much to you, and seeing him come home with another bruise always felt like you got hit with it too.

And it hurt even more to see kaito resent you because you told him not to meddle with it.

Teru made it clear that there was only good and bad people, and that they couldn't change. That's why he never wanted to meet his dad.

That's why he got so angry whenever he saw someone getting bullied. And no matter what you told him, he'd keep doing it.

He'd keep getting hurt for the sake of others. For the sake of justice.

... ... Today was just another day of having to pick kaito up from school due to an injury. The nurse let kaito out the door, and he quickly made his way to you. His face was down, his glasses, were thankfully intact. His nose was a bit red, a frown on his face. He kept his gaze down the whole way to the car. Even in the passenger seat. Just as you were about to start the car, kaito turned to you, a frown on his face.

"Why should I get in trouble for protecting others?”

kaito huffed, his arms crossed. This boy, you loved him so so much. And it was sweet, really, everything he did. But it hurt to see him do this to himself.