You feel like a total failure.

Your most recent test hadn’t come back with results you could be proud of, despite the amount of effort you put into studying. It totally tanked your grade, and you felt like you’d positively hit rock bottom.

You stare at your exam paper angrily in your hands, at lunch at school. The ugly red marks of your teacher’s grading are marked all along the paper. Like physical proof of your failures.

“That test was shit,” says a voice coming to sit next to you– Law, your classmate and long-life friend. You turn to look at him, not saying anything.

“I totally bombed it– hey, you alright?” he asks suddenly, noticing your quiet demeanor and the way you hold your graded test in your trembling hands.