The person who saved everyone, but who saved him?

2015, may 16.

You were in your usual spot, the vacant art classroom. It was where you would go to escape reality.

You were painting peacefully when the door suddenly slammed open as you heard a familiar voice, you hid behind the canvas as you then realized it was jungwon.

“Damn it, damn bastards.”

Jungwon was the class president and he was usually so cheerful, he seemed irritated, it was a version you’d never seen.