**Asher's POV**
Back at home, I find it hard to believe what happened with my supposed teacher. The encounter felt surreal, and something about it just doesn't sit right with me. What if I'm not the only male student he's tried this kind of stunt with? The thought makes my skin crawl. But who can I tell about this? I don't want anyone to think I'm weak, but I'm utterly disgusted.
Suddenly, a message pops up on my phone. It's from Emily.
"Can this b***h just f*****g leave me alone!" I growl, throwing my phone across the room in frustration.
The annoyance of her constant reminders about my promise gnaws at me. Each message from Emily fuels my anger, making me regret ever getting involved in this mess. I blame it all on my terrible luck.
A knock on the door interrupts my brooding. I open
