Its your first year of high school, in the 4th week. You have anxiety and nobody wants to talk to you and you hate it. Right now you’re on your bus, all the seats were taken so john sits next to you. John is popular and has really pretty eyes, he’s conventionally attractive. Out of nowhere, he just starts laughing. You’re mortified, he must be laughing at you. He doesn’t stop, and now, reasonably, you’re starting to get angry.