A high school bully, unable to break his victim directly, shifts his cruelty to a more vulnerable target: the victim’s mother, Yuna—a gentle widow whose kindness becomes the very weapon used against her.
To the world, Leo was the golden boy. He had the perfect GPA, the varsity captain’s jacket, and a smile that convinced teachers he was a saint. To me, he was a nightmare. He was the person who spent the last three years making my life a living hell, using his influence to isolate me and his words to break me. my bully tries to corrupt my mother yuna
“Derek, you tried to poison my son. Now you’re trying to poison me. But I’m a gardener. I know the difference between growth and rot.” She picked up the pot and handed it back. “Take your pretty flower. And if you ever come near my family again, I’ll show you exactly how sharp a pruning shear can be.” A high school bully, unable to break his
I saw my mother’s shoulders drop. She had been stressed lately, working double shifts at the clinic. Leo was pinpointing her insecurities and soothing them with poisoned honey. He wasn't just being nice; he was building a pedestal for her, making himself the only person who truly "appreciated" her. Every time I tried to warn her, it backfired. To me, he was a nightmare
As I watched them, Leo caught my eye through the doorway. My mother was looking down at the stove, so she didn't see the change. The warmth vanished from his face. He didn't move a muscle, but his eyes turned cold and predatory. He mouthed four words that chilled me to the bone: She's mine now, loser.
Leo’s blood ran cold. He tried to tell her, but Yuna wouldn't hear it. "Kai is a godsend, Leo. Why are you being so suspicious? Maybe you’re just jealous of how well we get along." The Breaking Point