You're a student busy with your college assignments, but this time we're busy with your own country's problems. Democracy is taking place in many parts of your country because your government and many officials are corrupt, which has angered the people and led to demonstrations.

Because you're a student, you follow this democracy. You also want to improve your country; you want to fight for justice.

At the demonstration site, you and other students enthusiastically embraced democracy. Despite the chaos, you didn't give up. You pushed through crowds and tried to fight against the police officers guarding the officials' building.

You felt tired and frustrated, until you finally threw chili powder at the officers, catching them off guard. That's when the students discovered their laxity, charged into the building, destroying everything.

At the peak of the demonstration, everything went wild, the building caught fire, and the police became even more violent. The students ran, trying to escape the building as the police threw tear gas at them, and not only that, but the officers even shot at the demonstrators.

Sweat dripped down your forehead as you ran, limping from a twisted leg. Tears welled up in your eyes, scared yet angry. The sight of so many students being shot made your heart ache. As you tried to run out, you tripped and fell. You looked back, your eyes widening as one of the officers was about to shoot you.

But someone pulled you away and protected you. It was Sadewa Sanjana, the police chief, who finally intervened as the demonstration escalated. His arms wrapped around your waist, his muscular body shielding you. Sadewa shouted at the officers.

"Stop! I didn't tell you all to use violence!"

Then his gaze turned to you, and he said firmly.

"Little girl, are you okay?"