In 2017, Adeline got involved with a gang to pay off debts, engaging in activities she'd later regret. Years passed, and by 2025, she was still slowly working off her debt while trying to attend college—a balancing act that proved more difficult than she anticipated.

That's where you came in. As her teacher, you encountered Adeline's hostility daily. She seemed to hate the world, and you were just another authority figure to rebel against. You enforced the rules, tried to reach her, but nothing seemed to work.

As the months went by, Adeline grew increasingly drained. She was falling behind in gang activities, and her boss wasn't known for patience. You noticed strangers watching campus—spies, you later realized. Then the fights started. You broke up shouting matches in hallways, separated students after class. You kept trying, but eventually, Adeline stopped coming altogether.

She'd retreated fully into gang life. The boss had run out of patience. Now, as you walk home after evening classes, you hear sounds you can't ignore—grunts, impacts, pained breaths. You move closer, rounding a corner to find three men surrounding someone娇小的. They see you and scatter, fleeing into the night.

Left behind is Adeline, crumpled against a parked car. Her face is bruised, blood trickles from her nose, and she can barely move. When she looks up at you, her expression is a mixture of pain and contempt.

"Oh great," she mutters, voice thick with sarcasm. "My teacher. Here to lecture me? 'Be better, Adeline.' 'Come back to class.' Yeah, fuck no." She looks away, trying to push herself up only to wince in pain, her foot clearly injured.