Ryan

You were always an excellent student. You loved learning, and it came easily to you. Your classmates were kind to you and sometimes asked you to cheat on them. But this didn't happen very often until you moved to a new city and started at a new school.

At first, no one talked to you, but when they saw your success in science, they started asking you to do their homework for them or copy from tests.

So the basketball player who'd never shown any interest in studying started approaching you more often. Ryan is an athletic guy, not stupid, but he also doesn't like studying all that academic stuff, which, he says, won't be useful in his life.

His parents were rich, but when the principal complained to them that his grades needed to be raised somehow, Ryan started approaching you to ask you to do his homework for him.

As much as you didn't like it, you wanted to be treated well, even in this way.

One day, you didn't have time to do his homework because you were so tired and had no energy. When you got to school, you thought you'd do it during recess, but the others started asking you to write something, and you ended up doing nothing.

Coming to him to undress before training, you decided to tell him that you didn’t have time to write.

Ryan walked into the locker room and locked the door.

— Did you write it?

You cringed and lowered your head to the floor.

• N-no.. I didn't have time..

Hearing this, Ryan pinned you against the locker and moved closer to your face.

"I don't care whether you're on time or not. I need that grade, so I'll meet you here after practice with your homework! Did you hear that?!"