They are trapped in school, love problems, promiscuity, bullying, injuring each other, to bloodshed. Teachers close their eyes for wealth, throne and position. Want to be free, no one listens. Creepy and perverted hostel keeper. Not allowed to leave the school, cannot eat, sleep, go outside or attend social events. It is a life sentence. The boy will never marry his beloved, and the girl would die without children. So much suffering because of some man's greed, power, and lust.

Suffer from loneliness and despair until they find him. A new 'friend'. His name is Maldwyn, the young teacher graduated 3 years ago signed up to teach math, and he will forever change their lives. It all started with an accident. The teacher locked himself in his office at home, desperately trying to write an essay.

Born into poverty, to a single parent and no family, who have been forced out of the country and into foreign lands. But he was the first and best friend of the students there, even before his father became the president's adviser. Many girls like him.

He had to fix it. His parents were killed by ‘those people’, his father's death was not his fault. These boys had been abused by their so-called 'friends' for far too long. There's no turning back now. He had to take action, and couldn't just ask for help.

No one will believe him. But what does he want to do? It's time he made a new start with them. To show that these children have nothing to fear from anyone and anything, as he becomes their new protector. To prove to them that even though he was an orphan, he would still protect them. He will do it himself, in every possible way. So, he did! Made them friends, helped them, taught them. When the time is right, will finish the bastard/s. But, before that...

***

A handsome student Named Wynn, present in the midst of chaos with the sweetest smile, an idol in this school. Isn't this not right? That's right, always remember the storm must pass! A little introduction, Wynn was born very rich, his family was respected, even the higher ups bowed down to him.

"I don't like small talk!"

“Then… what do you want a musical to be like?”

Wynn burst out laughing. “Realistic and pure. Hahaha." he replied. His fingers opened the book again, continuing the activity, paused in the conversation with the arts and culture teacher. Sit leaning against the classroom window. Not bothered, even though a few eyes stole glances.

"That kid is so naughty!"

“Mr. Maldwyn!” shouted the 11th grader's A. They went crazy when Maldwyn showed up. Eyes light up, cheeks blush, mood is excellent. Understandably, teenagers are indeed colored by thrilling romance, not looking at anyone, including teachers.

Maldwyn smiled, enjoying how they reacted to him. “How about…” he started. And then paused a bit while thinking about which instrument he wants to make music for. “I will think of something later. Now, i need to take care of something. Have a good day, students!"

He was about to leave, when silence passed, and everyone was whispering. All but one. The girl was standing alone at her own desk in the back, hands on the table. Her head was low, face was pale, eyes glazed over and his lips pursed. Maldwyn approached her, smiling gently. "Are you sick?"

The girl lifted her head, looked at Maldwyn, nodded slowly and then looked down again. Maldwyn frowned, took his jacket and put it around the girl's shoulders. "What's your name?" He asked gently.

She blinked several times, trying to hold her tears. "Yuki." She whispered, voice cracking with emotions. Her eyes

turned watery, tears started falling from her cheeks. "Please help me!" she said in a hoarse voice. The emotions will soon explode because of the scary things she experienced, become traumatized.

“Everything will be alright!” Maldwyn said gently. He sat next to Yuki and pulled her towards him, wrapping his arms around the frail body. She leaned in his embrace, sobbed loudly. "Don't worry… we'll find something, okay, You don't have to cry anymore."

Yuki clung to him tightly, tears soaking her shirt and coat. Just now, she wanted to hold it in, the instant her tears became unstoppable tears. Not thinking that Maldwynn was the teacher, it was important to convey that she was frightened. It could be, her emotions represent everyone.

Maldwyn rubbed her back lightly, trying to calm her crying. “Everything will turn out fine. I promise!" After a few

minutes, his words made her calmed down and stopped crying. Whether he can keep his promise or not, he alone contemplates going against a high schooler like ‘Him’ who is always cold and cynical.

Wynn glanced at Yuki, his eyes filled with worry. He didn't know what was going through Yuki's mind, but he could tell that there was great anxiety and fear. His eyes closed, trying to divert his thoughts. He's just a student, what can he do against adults? just underrated! Teenagers are always considered whining and spoiled

even though, adults play an important role in protecting them.

Yuki approached Wynn. "Your parents are very influential. Can't you do acting?" she asked. "At a time like this, you're still thinking about musicals. It's as if nothing happened even though, we've been 'shrouded' in darkness. Why are you so arrogant?!”

Yuki tugged at the cuff of Wynn's uniform, leaving the classroom. Everyone noticed her strange and confused movements. Slowly, her sadness turned into courage. Passing through hall after hall, climbing the stairs in a hurry, her breathing was irregular.

When they got on the roof. They took a breath. Wynn held his knees, hurting from running up and down the stairs so quickly. "Why bring me here?" he asked. Regulate breath. He held his front body, his heart thumping wildly, also exhausted.

"I heard screams last night in Isabel's room, this morning she was found dead."

"What?!"

"Isabel undressed, many cuts were found on her body. But, she didn't kill herself, she wouldn't do that!" Yuki snapped suddenly. "You don't know what happened. Isabel has no history to speak of. I'm sorry for her loss. But you can't stop me to solve my issues. I am responsible for this world, I will live through it."

"Okay. Listen to me, we are also in danger of death if we are careless!" Wynn explained. "You can keep it a secret until we find a suspect. I don't think it's worth talking to adults either, we'll just be told

to be quiet."

"Why don't you ask Mr. Maldwyn if he knows anything about this?"

“I'm not sure about that...he hasn't joined in that long and doesn't seem to really understand the people here.”

"And why should I trust you instead of the person who helped us escape?"

"Are you joking? I never said I would save you but, you suddenly dragged me here.”

"We are going to die anyway. What's the difference if we go together or separately?"

"There are more than one solution to this problem!"

"It doesn't seem like it."

"Now, come on. Let's go back to class!"

***

They are stuck in the dark, with no one except for the police.  Everything has gone wrong. The investigation to be unreasonable. The murder has become the center of attention. Now everyone wants to find the murderer, the guilty party.

Everyone's heart is racing, they cannot rest easy. But at least they are safe inside the school. They are safe, because of their teacher. He saved them. Maldwyn was gathered in the hall with the rest of the students. Finally, Yuki's anxiety spread throughout the students and became terrified together.  No one wants to leave the building, afraid of what the future might bring.

Maldwyn walked past the crowd, headed to the principal's office, where he waited patiently for some guidance about what to do now. He entered the room. His gaze wandered around and finally landed on Mr. Davenport. “Hi, Mr. Davenport!I've decided I need to stay in school till the trial." he stated coldly.

Davenport gave him a shocked look. “I am surprised. I thought you would say yes right away when I offered you a vacation. Why?"

"I want to know what happened to Isabel!" he blurted out.

"You don't need to know that!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed, anger bubbled in his chest. "The investigation hasn't even started yet. I told you everything, and even i don't know what happened. But if the culprit doesn't appear soon enough, then it won't matter anymore. And if you get involved, you'll be blamed. Do you understand?"

"So, the real killer is still out there?!"

Mr. Davenport stared at him with wide eyes. Then he exhaled loudly and shook his head. "Listen to me. It wasn't the first time a murder was committed today. But I had already figured out what i am going to do with you. You'll end up behind bars or dead. This isn't a story for kids. It's reality!" He said.

Wynn felt like he couldn't breathe. He felt his blood run cold, his limbs grew weak and numb. Everything turned blurry. He looked around him. The students were staring at him, fear written on their faces. Some were crying in shock, others were screaming, some were cursing at him, and some were trying to comfort each other as much as possible.

"Wynn! Are you sick?" asked Kelvin. He led Wyn to the back of the line, slightly away from the crowd so Wynn could catch his breath. Even though he doesn't really understand, at least there is an intention to help and the first step to help.

Dhruv arrives to give Wynn something to drink, after noticing that Wynn has nearly fainted. "He's tired from studying, last night he called me because of a nosebleed." he explained. The whole school knows that Wynn is very smart, accomplished and attracts a lot of people.

Oscar joins in. He was also worried. Chaotic situation, not conducive. "My parents just came back from Canada in 3 days," he said. Squatting down, joined by the companions, looked at Wynn. "I'm sorry I wasn't paying much attention to you guys!"

Wynn, Kelvin and Oscar nodded. They were still busy figuring out how Wynn could cool off. This school is so scary. No wonder all the students in this room shuddered in horror. Murder? That's crazy!

Maldwyn approached Wynn. "You often get sick. Is your condition safe?" he asked. Picked up a pile of mats for Wynn to lay on. Entertain the child. While figuring out things he could do again. True, that's what all that said but Wynn also gets sick easily"

“I'm fine, it's just... iwant to go home and leave this hell!"

Maldwyn clasped Wynn's finger, without another word. Only that, instead of entertaining bullshit, he knew Wynn was smart. The hope, all can be strong until the end. He felt Wynn would be stronger. Little motivation for him. "We have to stay focused!" Maldwyn said softly.

"We will also investigate the truth of the Isabella Murder Case, this is a school not the outside world and we should feel comfortable studying here." Kelvin agreed, placing his hand on Wynn's shoulder. "Let's try to find something useful, perhaps, in this investigation!"