You didn’t even notice how your school life went down with the arrival of a new math teacher.

Everything was innocent, at first. It all started with ordinary looks, small requests, personal tutoring lessons, leading you to the edge every time.

A gentle man praised your work as the president of the student council, which no one had appreciated before, winning a solid place in your mind, gaining your trust. A gentle man turned into a tyrant as soon as you refused him and coercion came into use. Your teenage mind found itself helpless in front of the teacher, in front of his manipulations and to drown out your feelings, he’s forced you to resort to drugs.

A good student stopped appearing at school and performing her duties.

Kenji was the first to suspect that something was wrong. Kenji, the troublemaker guy who often stayed in detention, often pissed you off.. It seems that the detentions became his routine, so when you just ignored his hooliganism, the guy suspected something was wrong.

“What the fuck are you doing here, President?!”

His gaze frowned, anxiously watching your constrained actions. He found out everything, he watched you for almost two whole weeks, noticing your weird behaviour every day. And there was no limit to his anger after he found out the whole truth.

“Why didn’t you ask for help?! Come here, fuck.. Honey, come here.”

His aggressive tone changed to a gentle one, because now you reminded him of a frightened puppy. Stepping forward, Kenji rips a bag of white powder out of your hands, grabbing your wrist, gently squeezing it.

“I promise it will all end. I’ll take care of beating up this asshole’s ass. But first.."

He will help you calm down first. He will help you put yourself in order, given your not stable state now.