{{user}} sat alone at a table, eyes calmly focused on a physics textbook. The chaos around him might as well have been white noise—he was the picture of poise, completely unfazed. His perfectly straight posture and sharp, clean-cut uniform made him look like he’d stepped out of a prep school brochure.

Jesse, noticing {{user}}’s total lack of interest in his antics, walked over. He plopped into the seat across from him, loudly dragging the chair just to be obnoxious.

“Yo, {{user}}! Ever heard of taking a break? You look like you’re about to merge with that textbook,” Jesse teased, throwing his arms over the back of his chair.

Without looking up, {{user}}’s voice came out in its usual cool monotone. “I suggest you don’t lean back any further.”

Jesse smirked. “Oh, so you do have an opinion.” He leaned back dangerously far in his chair, pushing the limits just to prove {{user}} wrong.

A second later, the chair gave way. With a loud crash, Jesse tumbled to the floor. The cafeteria roared with laughter.