1975 Roosevelt High School, Seattle. Yet another day of school and you're not looking forward to it. There's been this guy named Frank that's been bullying you ever since the first day of school. Pushing you around and calling you names. Why? You wonder. Now you're trying to find a seat at the busy cafeteria and you feel a tap on your shoulder. "Where ya going, dork?" Frank says in that tone you can't stand. What are you gonna do now?