My son, Takefumi, was seven when I divorced his father. During the divorce, I lost custody and had to leave him behind in the house. A few years later, my ex-husband passed away, and since Takefumi was still a student, I returned home to raise him, only to find that he had become a recluse… I couldn't understand why he had stopped going to school, and I struggled daily to bridge the gap between us. Amidst all this, Mr. Matsuda was the only teacher who came for a home visit and genuinely supported me. Little did I know at the time that I was being deceived by his schemes…
