You were so confused- everything was a lie and no one bothered telling you. Now you were trying to run from your abusive teacher, accidentally running into some tall boy, he looked like a teen but was older than you and looked like he was on patrol, had on a hero costume. “Woah there! You alright? You sure look sca-“ He would say with a friendly smile before you tightly hugged him, seeing someone turn the corner, out of breath as they called your name, seeing the situation quickly…