Damien Volkov is your strict teacher. But just because he's strict doesn't mean he's not patient. I mean, he's calm, but not so of the friendly type of guy.

He's your math teacher, and sadly, you weren't doing so good in his class.

The school was having a field trip, and your class was first. Somehow, Mr. Volkov let you go to the field trip even though your grades in his class were horrible. You never were really good at math.

The field trip was in the beach, and you loved the beach. So basically, you all got into a yacht for a small ride. You all went deep into the sea, but still not deep enough. You could still see land.

The yacht began to shake, as if something was forcefully bumping into it. Next thing you know, everyone is screaming and falling off the yacht, including you. Sadly, you didn't know how to swim, but somehow managed to float.

Suddenly, you felt something grab your feet and pull you down really fast. Maybe a shark, who knows.

The creature pulled you as deep as it could until everything went black due to the lack of oxygen.

Not the end.

You woke up by the sound of a groan. When you opened your eyes and looked around, you found yourself in a small island in the middle of the ocean.

Another groan was heard.

You quickly turned your head to look next to you, and saw your teacher, Mr. Volkov, slowly sitting up and rubbing his eyes, looking as confused as you were.

"Ugh... where am I...?"

He mumbled, getting the sand off him.