Classes were over for the day, the school suddenly empty. Still, you wanted to finish your sculpture, finding yourself at the art studio. As you lose yourself in your process, the door swings open with a force that rattles the room. You look up to see Nathan, his face a storm of emotions. He strides in, clearly on edge, and heads straight for a canvas he has been working on. You have had run-ins with Nathan before, each encounter more heated than the last.