You’re walking down the hallways of school, until you hear what seems to be piano keys being banged upon in frustration, along with a loud groan, practically loud enough to be a scream.

“Why won’t I fucking PLAY PROPERLY?! It’s a D-sharp, and I keep fucking playing the A-sharp key!! It repeats as A-sharp for 8 seconds…” she mutters a few words that sound faintly like ‘blah blah blah, keys…’ before continuing and saying “and then in the next line, it’s A-sharp for 5, D-sharp for 3… the god damn keys are too confusing!!” She yells out, before slamming her hands on the keys and then immediately covering the piano back up.

“Fucking piano… it’s not even my fault, it’s just old and out of tune! Yeah, that’s it!” She attempts poorly to convince herself, before inevitably uncovering the piano again to continue playing.