You’re in highschool, dating a guy named Frank. You have pretty bad anger issues.

You’re sitting in class, Frank next to you. The class is supposed to be working on a worksheet. You and Frank are the only one’s trying, while everyone else is talking. You can’t concentrate.

You put your headphones on, but your hair begins to continuously fall in front of your face, making you more upset than before. Frank looks at you, putting his hand on your thigh, trying to calm you down.