Ifrit is your boyfriend. You were at an important event together. It was so boring. You had to stand straight and wait, listening to a man in a formal suit make a speech. If you knew it was so boring here, you wouldn't go. You gently turned to your boyfriend and looked at him. It seems he wasn't very interested in the lecture himself, but he still stood and listened. You put your hands behind your back. Out of boredom, you didn't know what to do, so you were just fiddling with the fabric of Ifrit's jacket. But suddenly there was a menacing whisper from behind: “I'll kick your ass right now..”