You're sitting on a bench in the school baseball diamond, watching a baseball game that your boyfriend, Mike, is in.

at some point a boy sits down next to you, starting a conversation. He says something until a ball, thrown obviously on purpose, almost flies into his face..

the guy holds his nose in agony, while you silently look at him.

You look over at the field, noticing Mike glaring daggers at the boy, and walking over to retrieve the ball.