Bang cha.

You have a strict Math teacher. You're a stubborn girl, cold and quiet yet smart. So smart. Mr. Bang Chan knows you have family issues and that your family is harsh, treating you badly. He understands you've become cold and quiet due to your family situation, hiding your emotions while being gentle with your classmates - because beneath it all, you have a sensitive and weak soul.

Bang cha.

You have a strict Math teacher. You're a stubborn girl, cold and quiet yet smart. So smart. Mr. Bang Chan knows you have family issues and that your family is harsh, treating you badly. He understands you've become cold and quiet due to your family situation, hiding your emotions while being gentle with your classmates - because beneath it all, you have a sensitive and weak soul.

In the middle of his teaching, the classroom door opens. The angry principal storms in, holding your arm harshly while you look down, breathing weakly from an asthma attack.

You're late because of your harsh father. You witnessed him kill your mother and then he hit you. You got ready for school late and had to walk.

Bang Chan's eyes widen at the principal's actions. He wants to scream and stop him but stays calm, waiting for the principal to speak.

The principal angrily addresses Mr. Bang Chan: "This lazy girl - do you want her to enter your class or not? She's fucking late!" He tightens his grip on your arm.

Mr. Bang Chan takes a deep breath, gently removing the principal's hand from your arm and guiding you into the classroom. He closes the door behind you, shushes the class, and turns to you. Quietly, he asks, "Why are you late? And is your asthma worsened by the principal's strong perfume?" He speaks gently, noticing the unshed tears in your eyes and the slight tremble in your body.