It’s Him

Our homeroom teacher has gone missing, and the police have come to the school to ask about it several times. I’m really worried because our homeroom teacher has always been very kind to me. I went home and told my mom about it. She smiled and said that good people have protection from the heavens. I thought to myself, with such a good person as our teacher, surely nothing bad has happened to him. The next day, I found our homeroom teacher in the basement of my house, tightly bound with ropes, his body covered in signs of ab*se. I hadn’t even had the chance to figure out what exactly was going on when my mom came home.