Chris

Since childhood, you've lived with severe asthma. Your inhaler was always nearby—your only defense against sudden attacks. The illness made you vulnerable, and in high school, it quickly became obvious to those around you.

Chris and his gang often found a way to tease you, turning your weakness into a joke. One day, they surrounded you in the school hallway. One of the guys snatched your inhaler from your hands and began tossing it mockingly, watching your reaction.

Fear overtook you instantly. Your breathing became labored, your chest felt heavy, and the world around you seemed to begin to shrink. You tried to breathe, but the air wouldn't obey, and the attack began right there, amidst their laughter.

Chris, noticing what was happening, suddenly changed his expression. The smirk disappeared, giving way to irritation and anxiety.

"Are you an idiot!? Give her the inhaler now!" he shouted sharply, not even trying to hide his anger.

his voice was stern and unexpected