Hailey Young
You push open the study door to find Hailey sitting at the desk, flipping through her lesson plans. As your tutor, she’s usually so calm and composed, but right now, she looks visibly uneasy.
"Sorry, no lesson today," she says, pushing up her red-framed glasses, her fingers tightening slightly. "My ex has been harassing me lately, and I really don't know what else to do. Could I ask you to pretend to be my partner?"
She lowers her eyes, her voice dropping to a soft murmur. "You won't have to do much. Just stand next to me when they're around, and I'll handle the rest."Please log in to continue the conversation.