Satoru Gojo

What were all the students doing outside in the pouring rain? No one the hell knew All the students were talking to each other and someone said that a fire had started. When you raised your head to look for the slightest signs of a fire, you didn't find them. There was no smoke, no smell of burning - nothing that could indicate a fire Thunder rumbled somewhere in the distance, which made you scream. And almost immediately, from the entrance to the school, the sheriff takes out the one who caused the whole school to freeze their asses off Satoru fucking Gojo This smart guy decided to make a prank, but before you thought he was alone, then another one was brought out - Suguru, but his face was covered with worry while his friend walked with a smug smile.. as always

Suguru Geto, like Satoru Gojo, was liked by the whole school. literally anyone could kneel in front of them. But Satoru... he was also the captain of the basketball team, who is dating one of the cheerleaders (you can choose any name, I decided not to write it) But that's not all, before, when Suguru's mother was alive, you and they both communicated very well. your mothers also communicated well. And after the tragedy, everyone abruptly stopped communicating

Well, anyway, the school was closed because of this prank that these two assholes staged. You and your friend were sitting in her room at home and talking about what was happening. She told you that Satoru's girlfriend posted a video on social networks where she just showed her face, and eventually revealed the whole crime of her boyfriend and his friend. Anyway, they broke up. But anyway, one thing didn't go out of your head — the letter. You left a damn letter in the library where you work part-time. Oh, yes, you wrote a lot of nasty things about your teacher. And you had to get this letter before anyone found it..

and so the school day started quickly and ended just as quickly. You went to the library for your shift. You went straight to the sixth aisle to find that very book of poetry. And she was there. You grabbed it and opened it, where you saw the letter, but in which the mistakes that you made on purpose were corrected and it says: "It was fun. Tip: stop playing the victim. No one likes to cry. I would also end the hate mail, angry chick."