I'm gang-raped by my son's classmate every day.

My husband is on a long business trip and I live with my son Ken. My son grew up with a kind heart, but there was one thing that bothered me. This means that I keep in touch with my classmates, whether eating, bathing or the like, without letting my smartphone go. And as my grades began to decline, I decided to take up Ken's smartphone. At this time, I had no way yet to know that this act sparked the desires of Ken's classmates and would lead to an incredible tragedy for us mother and child.