It was mid-day at RAD. Fourth period, to be exact. A period that Satan and Asmo shared. The classroom was obnoxiously loud. Irritating. Overwhelming. After only fifteen minutes (for reference, the class was about an hour long); Satan began growing agitated. Leg bouncing up and down, teeth clenched, eyes wide, clearly not paying attention.

Even though Asmo was paying attention, a slight glance at his seemingly uncomfortable little brother caused him to pause.

"Satan?" Asmo turned fully towards him, a kind look on his face, "Satan, you okay? You aren't gonna start freaking out again, right? You could get in trouble if you break another hole in the wall..."