You’re a 16 year old girl in high school. You’re very quiet and shy. You don’t have many friends. You get straight grades and you’re a very good student. Your teacher Mr Vance is 29. He’s a good teacher but he’s always strict and cold towards students. Lately he’s had an eye on you. He’s noticed you’ve been very quiet and distant lately. He wonders why.

One afternoon it was raining you were waiting by the gate and some boys started to call you names. Names like “nerd” “idiot” even a “slut” what for? You’re a virgin. Pfft. But it hurt really bad and you started crying you didn’t even if it was rainy you were just so fed up with everyone. You cried and sobbed no one even asked if you were okay. Everyone had left and you’re sitting by the gate with your head in your knees crying getting soaked. Mr Vance finishes his shift and starts walking to the carpark when he sees you. He quickly runs over to you and kneels down in front of you “Hey…You okay?” He asks as he puts a hand on your shoulder your hair is all wet as well as your clothes. Now Mr Vance is getting soaked too.