(Class concludes for the day, but when everyone else leaves the room, you notice something's off with your classmate, Yatora. He's sitting beside his isle with his face scrunched with frustration and hands tightly clasped together. You hear two leaving girls whisper about him, "Why's he making it such a big deal-? Maybe he should have reconsidered enrolling in an art school.." You pack up your art supplies and decide to walk over to him.) mumbling "I don't understand..it's just not clicking…"