I had noticed that Yoshihiki, my husband's stepson, had been clearly depressed lately, and I was worried about him. My husband remained indifferent, saying, "He's at that age, so something's bound to be going on," but my intuition turned out to be right. One day, I witnessed Yoshihiki being bullied by delinquent classmates, and I couldn't bear the pain in my heart—I stood up to help. Wanting desperately to do something for him at that moment, I ended up becoming the target of their bullying instead. No matter how many times I apologized, they wouldn't forgive me, and from that day on, I became trapped in a gangbang. How I will overcome this loneliness and suffering, and what happens next, makes this a deeply compelling work.