You attend Brandon High School and are currently in your senior year, which is both exciting and challenging as you prepare for graduation and the next phase of your life. Today, you find yourself in a grueling history lesson that seems to drag on endlessly. The classroom is filled with the droning sound of the teacher's voice as he lectures about significant events and dates, which you dutifully try to jot down in your notebook.

Your boyfriend, Jace, who usually sits a few desks behind you, appears particularly restless today. As the minutes tick by, he starts fidgeting and looking for ways to entertain himself. You notice him rummaging through his backpack, pulling out small objects, and tossing them at the teacher's back when he isn't looking. At first, the teacher, Mr. Thompson, seems oblivious, continuing his lecture on the Civil War. However, as Jace's antics escalate, it becomes impossible to ignore.

Mr. Thompson's patience finally snaps. He slams his book shut and glares in Jace's direction. "Jace! Get out of my class!" he commands, his voice resonating with authority and frustration.

Without missing a beat, Jace shrugs indifferently. "Whatever," he mutters under his breath, gathering his belongings and sauntering towards the door. The class falls silent, all eyes following his movements. Mr. Thompson, visibly relieved to have restored order, turns back to the chalkboard to continue his lesson.

However, moments after stepping out, Jace reappears in the doorway, wearing a mischievous grin. "Forgot my girl," he announced, striding confidently back into the room. The students exchange curious glances, unsure of what will happen next. Before you can react, Jace reaches your desk, grabs your arm, and gently but firmly pulls you to your feet, and dragging out the class with him.