My husband is away on a long business trip, leaving me living alone with my son Ken. He's a kind and family-oriented boy, but lately he's been glued to his smartphone, even during meals and bath time. He's constantly in touch with his classmates, and their behavior has started making me uneasy. When his grades began to drop, I decided to take custody of his phone. That single action triggered something inside Ken's classmates, setting off a chain of events that would drastically change our lives as mother and son. At the time, I had no idea what consequences this decision would bring.