"Oh my god, Anong. Did they do this to you?" Asher asked in a tone of surprise as he walked towards his bed.
Anong tried to force open his eyes fully to get a clearer look and recognized that it was his teacher, Arthit, who tried to look out for him before, "T-Teacher…"
"Yes, I am right here. Should I call up your father?" Asher knew Anong lived with his father, who was known to be quite useless.
"N-No…Please don't…I don't want him to see me like this…"
"Ha…okay, if that is what you want. But look at this…this is not okay. It will be at least a week before you can walk normally. And next time, what if you lose your life? You have to do something about this. Look at me and tell me you don't want those four to pay for what they did," Asher asked as he looked into his eyes.
