30 minutes ago.

Mikhail was dragging his fallen teddy bear on the floor, sniffling.

“Sob… I’m an idiot.”

He was not feeling well.

He had said something too harsh. Mikhail hated his mouth for spewing out words that should not have been said, even as a joke.

-You don’t even know your mother’s face!

It was something that came out of his excessive agitation.

He had thrown a tantrum because he felt resentful and angry for being left alone when everyone else’s parents had come to visit. It was an unintentional slip of …