C1117 Human Tragedy

He had never seen his mother like this ever since he was young. She seemed to have been scared silly, and she seemed to have lost her consciousness as she stared at a certain place, like the dirty doll he had seen on the roadside when he was in school. He had wanted to pick it up many times, but he knew that his upbringing, his status, did not allow him to feel pity for something like that