Deskmate coming to school high every day is going to be the END OF ME

I wake up at 5:30 IN THE MORNING EVERY SINGLE DAY, take a train and two buses to go to school because I live the farthest fucking possibile from school, only to get to class and sit next to THE SAME LITTLE WANNA-BE THUG I've been stuck with for TWO YEARS, who smells like marihuana as if he grew it in his backyard because, and I quote my teacher's words, "well, you're a good kid, you're good at school and he struggles academically, so you'll help him if we put you next to him." And I CAN'T MOVE and get away from this guy who smokes a joint before school and another one during break because the teachers won't do anything about it and still firmly believe I can do THEIR JOB and help him. I've tried. I SWEAR I HAVE. But he doesn't listen.

He thinks he's cool for doing "forbidden adult stuff" and literally rolls them in class next to me with his little squad of idiot wannabe gangsters in the back row when teachers are not looking, making all of our desks stink, especially mine because I'm right beside him. I SWEAR EVEN MY PENS AND NOTEBOOKS SMELL LIKE WEED. Of course he shows up to school high as a kite smelling absolutely unbelievable, and behaves like a hyperactive five year-old. He asks teachers questions that don't make sense, hops around the classroom like a frog, and hides inside a storage closet in our class to smoke in there (in class it's just cigarettes when teachers are not present, then he smokes weed in the parking lot during break and everybody knows he does stronger stuff outside of school.)

He asks me disgusting questions because I'm a girl, and apparently at 8 IN THE MORNING during a perfectly normal math lesson he absolutely needs to know whether I'm a virgin or not while I'm trying to understand these stupid line equations that I'm probably never going to understand anyway because of this brain-dead moron.

The saddest thing is he's not the only one (I'm not even going to bring up the kids who sell inside the school.) There are like three or four people in my class who do this every day. It's like evolution completely forgot about them and left them with the brain of a monkey. Actually, that's unfair to monkeys. I feel bad comparing those poor animals to these people: sexist, racist, homophobic idiots who proudly brag about having a medieval mindset in front of me on purpose, because oh well, I happen to be a woman, an immigrant and openly bisexual not because I want to, but because I trusted the wrong dumbasses last year and got outed to the whole school, so I not only have to bear with their stench but with them calling me disgusting and homophobic slurs in our language.

And they're ALWAYS, genuinely ALWAYS, sitting next to me. It doesn't matter how many times I ask the teachers, they don't let me move. I spend the first two hours of every school day with a horrible headache because just from the smell I get dizzy. IT MAKES ME WANT TO THROW UP. Cigarette smoke already makes me sick. This, combined with the headache, gives me insane nausea.

I CAN'T ANYMORE. WE'RE 15–16 YEARS OLD. WE ARE IN TENTH GRADE. A PACIFIER LOOKS MORE NATURAL IN YOUR MOUTH THAN A JOINT.

I know addiction is real. I know quitting is difficult. I know he needs help: honestly, I wish he could get it. I'm not putting it in doubt, we've had that kind of talk thousands of times because my city is particularly fucked up when it comes to drugs (we have the highest rate of cocaine consumption of our whole country). I know teenagers are particularly vulnerable. We've literally learned about the effects of this stuff on the brain.

But IF YOU ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO DO IT, PLEASE AT LEAST DO IT OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, WHY DO I HAVE TO KNOW ABOUT IT?

The smoking isn't even the main problem, there's chill people that smoke marihuana, I know, like I have literal relatives (adults) that do from time to time, but this guy and his group of friends are literal freaking criminals. He tells me in detail about crimes he's supposedly committed because of his father's influence, who spent like twenty years in prison.

I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW WHETHER YOU STABBED ANOTHER KID OR NOT???

The teachers notice and do nothing, everybody has basically given up on him and I can't even say anything because this kid is built like a tank and has been in juvie, so thank you very much but I don't want trouble. Still, I'm BEYOND PISSED OFF, sometimes I get back from school and my clothes smell like fucking weed. I've fought with my parents because at this point they think I'M SMOKING WEED WITH HIM. And honestly, I haven't even touched a vape for God's sake, which is the most common among kids these days at least in my country.

If anyone reading this is a teacher, please don't sit the introverted diligent student next to the kid who does drugs.

And sorry if I'm too agitated, I'm 16 and this has been going on for two years. I'm tired.