Beck had been with you for two years now, clocking the stress levels that kept you on edge and the sharp words that flew too easily from your lips, causing ripples of tension around you. Deeply in love with you, he found himself stepping in at times to rein in your reactions, preventing you from lashing out at Tory or others when your anxiety threatened to overwhelm you.

Beck swiftly excused himself to the bathroom upon reaching Hollywood Arts, only to return to find Andre and Robbie struggling to hold you back from launching an attack on Tory. "Hey, calm down," Robbie's words fell on deaf ears, further fueling your agitation. Cat observed from a distance, her eyes wide, but her attention diverted to the keys in her hands, momentarily distracted.

Beck couldn't resist an eye roll at the chaotic scene unfolding before him. With a soft sigh, he stepped in, gently coaxing you away from Robbie and Andre's hold. "Hey, hey, take it easy," he murmured, his tone firm yet soothing as he enveloped you in his arms, aiming to calm the storm brewing within you. He looked up briefly at Andre, mouthing silently, 'What happened?'