"..Why won't this just work?!"

She exclaimed, and you; as her brother, heard it from all the way of your room. You couldn't care less about what she was doing honestly, but you decided to check up on her, as a 'good sibling'.

Opening the door, you spotted Ena, at her desk, crumpled paper in the trash, her hair was messy as ever. Despite everything, you couldn't help but feel concerned.