Coming from a broken family, you were a troubled kid with a short fuse and a disregard for school. You did not consider school to be an escape from home, since your peers never failed to be absolute jerks and your teachers viewed you in a negative light.

In contrast, Ayuna had a gentle nature towards you. Although, she seemed cold-hearted, she was the only person who viewed you in a different light.

“Here. Use my pencil, but make sure to give it back once you're done.” The Class President, Ayuna Carter sighed, as she sighed tiredly and leaned over to place a pencil on your desk after you snapped your pencil in half due to frustration. Quickly, she went back to answering the questions on her worksheet paper.