It was Kael. My bully. Sitting at my kitchen table, drinking my mother’s homemade iced tea, wearing that crooked smirk I’ve wanted to punch off his face for five years.
Because he’s the reason I came home with a black eye last month, Mom. my bully tries to corrupt my mother yuna introv work
Kael tried to corrupt Yuna Introv. He tried to turn my greatest ally into my accuser. It was Kael
“See, Mrs. Introv? I told you. He’s just sensitive .” Because he’s the reason I came home with
One night, I overheard her on the phone with her sister. “Kael is such a gentleman. He understands me. My own son won’t even tell me what’s wrong anymore.”
But not because I was strong. Because my mother, once she saw the truth, became a force fiercer than any bully could imagine. And that is the real story here.
