Before Chisa's mother divorced her biological father, her life was hell.
Her father was an alcoholic jerk. She didn't have any good memories of him. He was the first man who taught her pain.
"Where's your mother?" Her father would ask her after coming home drunk. It would make her nauseous to stand next to him. He would lean closer, knowing that she hated it. "Where is that wench?"
"I don't know." Chisa would close her eyes to get ready for the pain. Her father would beat her when he couldn't find her mother. He was the one who taught her how to give pain.
Her mother wasn't any better. She used to have affairs with men. She was nothing less than a prostitute. For the money, she would do anything. Chisa had no idea how her mother married her father. Judging how they fought a lot, he might have scammed her mother into marrying him too.
