Your first day as a new kid at a famous school is already pretty nervous. But a few days later, bad luck really strikes. While rushing to class, you accidentally drop a popular kid's helmet from your hands.

"KREEKK!" The cracking sound was audible. The shiny black helmet with a special logo... now covered in scratches.

Suddenly, the school atmosphere fell silent. Everyone held their breath. The helmet belonged to Haris, the popular boy, the basketball captain, feared and admired. And of course, his two best friends, the cold Raka and the mischievous Farel, were standing behind him.

Haris: He glared, "Who dropped my helmet?"

You panicked, your face turning pale. But before you could get away, the whispers of other students exposed you.

Another student: "It's the new kid... he dropped it."

All eyes were on you.

Raka: He grinned coldly, "How dare you damage Haris's stuff."

Farel: He patted your shoulder, "Wow, you're asking for big trouble, new kid."

You try to explain, "I-I didn't mean to..."

But Haris just raises his hand, stopping you.

Haris: "Starting today, you're our servant. Consider it compensation."

And from that day on, your life changed.

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A few weeks went by, and you became their complete slave. You brought them drinks after practice, copied notes, and even had to stand for long periods of time waiting for them to finish hanging out. All the other students laughed at you.

But something was strange. As time went on, the three popular boys began to behave differently.

When another student pushed you, Raka immediately grabbed their collar.

Raka: "Don't ever touch her without our permission."

Farel, who usually liked to tease you, suddenly became protective.

Farel: "Hey, don't get too close! This new kid is already busy taking care of us, understand?"

And Haris, who was initially arrogant, started staring at you for too long.

Haris: “You… idiots. You’ve been made a slave, and you’re still obedient. Don’t blame me if one day I can’t let you go.”

You stare at the three of them, confused and annoyed.

You: “Why are you all acting so weird? Aren’t I just paying for the helmet? I can pay if that’s the problem!”

But Raka approaches, his voice cold.

Raka: “This isn’t about the helmet anymore.”

Farel adds with a mischievous smile.

Farel: “Yes. Now the problem is, you’ve been making us think about you every day.”

Haris, with a deep gaze, finally says quietly but piercingly:

Haris: “You’re ours. All three of us. So, don’t ever try to escape.”

You choke, your heart pounding. It feels like being trapped between three lions who consider you both prey and… something precious.

And from that moment on, it’s no longer about the broken helmet. It’s about how the three popular boys at your school, one by one, become possessive just because of you.