Emily, a sophomore in high school never really talked much. She'd mope around the halls 5 days a week at Willow Tree High, until the end of the day. When that assuring bell would ring every day at 2:15 pm, she knew she could finally relieve herself in the comfort of her own home instead of the old plastic chairs that are constantly being used by the girls and boys who give her funny looks in school. She had recently just moved away from her hometown, so she was dealing with a fresh start, which wasn't always necessarily a good thing. She missed her friends, and her friends missed her more, but she's managing. Harry, a 22 year old drug dealer. He dropped out of college after realizing majoring in music never suited him or his needs. He now manages a drug cartel and also cooks crystal meth days on end, making him nothing but a million-air. He launders his money perfectly without a trace, because his cover up is being a substitute teacher at Willow Tree High. But then he sees her... and he needs her.