For each of us, things and events present themselves differently. We cannot afford to be envious of the happiness of others. Happiness comes in different forms; we need to be attentive and know our needs to seize the opportunity when it arises.

Do we know what it's like to love and be loved when we are young? Are our choices considered? We will never know if we never try it, and love does not wait for age. It falls on you.

And fate? Does that mean anything to you?

So no matter how hard you try to change it, it remains unchanged. What is written cannot be undone. 

At Woodhill, a private high school located in the heart of New York, the elites of this society come together to receive the best academic training of all time. All these teenagers are descendants of responsible and prosperous families.

But as it is written, there are always exceptions when there are rules enacted somewhere. Among the rotten-spoiled petty-bourgeois, a few children from the small society are accepted as little geniuses. They all have brilliant brains; that's the only thing they have in common with New York City's future leaders.

Again, there are a few exceptions among those who can afford academic training worthy of their social rank but do not have the required level. But as they say, between friends, we support each other. Money makes the law. Of course, you can be brilliant but can't afford to access Woodhill. On the other hand, if you are part of this bourgeois elite, you are unlikely to be denied access.

There is a boy with the most interesting personality in this category, who is intelligent but does not have sufficient means. Some say that he is bipolar, others say that he has schizophrenia, and so many stories circulate about him, but no one really knows who he is.

Howie is the name of this mysterious boy who is being chatted up in Woodhill. A god-sand-beautiful, intelligent, and talented boy who, unfortunately, is poor and disturbed. Some see him as a waste because of that.

No One Will Ever Hurt You Again I Promise

We have what it takes to help them, guys. And I think Howie's kinda calmed down right now, can we go check on the twins? They spat up blood I just hope it won't be serious because their mother is a real pain that one. 


You can go, Kaeli and I will join you later, Tess told them, staying behind, Kaeli who was unaware of this sudden decision stopped abruptly to look at her hearing her name. What the hell, Kaeli asks her with a shake of her head. 


Tess grabbed her arm and pulled her towards herself. We have something to discuss, Tess weirdly whispers between her teeth so as not to attract the attention of the others to what she says. Let's go, Elie intervenes, who can't stand Tess' stupid face anymore, I think they need some time to talk to each other. 


With these words, she grabbed Mandy's sleeve and dragged her with her. Without looking back, the four of them head for the school building, which houses the students who attend it, to find the others. 


Why The Hell Does This Hurt So Much