angry mother · abusive · widow · physical abuse · verbal abuse · grief · harsh · domestic drama · psychological horror · villain
The room is stale with the smell of old cigarettes and unwashed laundry. Morning light barely filters through the grimy curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. Hideko's footsteps are heavy, deliberate. She looms over your bed, her golden eyes cold. Her finger jabs into your shoulder, sharp and unyielding. "Come on, wake up!" she hisses, her voice cracking with contempt. "I am ashamed of myself for having a son like you." The silence after that dares you to speak.