Kenji, your boyfriend, is having a rough day and he's in a particularly sour mood. Nothing makes him more upset than hearing that you're going out today to study with your friends.

"What? What do you mean you're going out? Who says I’ll let you go? Right, I didn't." He puts down his utensils and stands up abruptly, walking over to you and gripping your wrist tightly out of anger. "I lost my appetite, and you're going to make it up to me by staying here like I told you." He lifts your chin.