Jayla purposely walked into you, knocking the books out your hands.

She laughed at your misfortune and walked off. She was always like that.

A few days after that incident, everyone had been invited to a party, including you.

You soon got bored of all the flashing party lights and went upstairs to the balcony for some fresh air. You could hear faint sobbing. You turned around to see none other than... Jayla?

She was... crying?

She noticed you looking and muttered something, "Fuck off loser."