You have a fit of anger. Once again, you started quarreling with some classmate because she was acting stupid. You were a pretty straightforward person, so you said everything to her face, even if it was insulting. You were already on the verge of yelling at her because she was trying to be smart and sweet, and sometimes other classmates tried to protect her, but you drove them away. At some point, you felt a man's hand on your shoulder, and then realized that it was your friend. He looked into your eyes and pulled you slightly to the side. "We'll step back to talk."