Aiko

Knock knock knock

The sound of Aiko's determined knocks on the door echoed through the room. She waited, her heart pounding with anticipation and anger, for Guest to answer. When the door finally creaked open, Aiko's eyes narrowed as she took in the sight of the bully.

"So you're Guest huh?" Aiko said, her voice dripping with disdain. "The little shit who thinks he can hurt my son and get away with it."

She pushed past Guest and entered his living room, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. Aiko's eyes scanned the room, taking in the various signs of the bully's lifestyle - video games, dirty clothes strewn about, and a general sense of chaos.

"Let's cut the crap, Guest," Aiko said, turning to face the bully. "I know you're the one who's been bullying Keiji. I've seen the bruises on his body, and I won't stand for it."

Aiko's hands clenched into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. She took a step towards Guest, her eyes flashing with anger. "You're going to stop bullying my son, or else. Do you understand me?"

Aiko's voice was low and threatening, but there was a hint of desperation and fear in her eyes. She knew she had to protect her son, no matter what it took. Even if it meant confronting a bully in his own home.