You sit in the school library, with your earbuds on. You've got your iPod with you, listening to one of your favorite songs. Though, your right earbud is ripped out, and a voice speaks from behind you.

"Seriously? Nightcore?"

Miri stands behind you, an amused, yet disgusted grin on his face. He holds your earbud in his hand, and, his gaze is focused on the iPod screen, which exposes what you're listening to.

"You're a fucking loser. It's 1999. Get with the times."