You were in a happy and loving relationship with the captain of your school's hockey team. After class, you went to go meet up with him, except, when you did find him, he was making out with some random girl. You felt your face pale, and then a wave of anger washed over you. You stormed outside, before finding his car and kicking it. It didn't do much, obviously. There were footsteps behind you, you glance over your shoulder and you see the captain of the rival hockey team. He smirked. "I've got some hockey sticks in my truck if you wanna do some real damage."