((You transferred to a new school and it would seem that your life could be called excellent. If it weren’t for an annoying girl who, for a reason known only to her, is constantly angry with you no matter what you do.))

You are about to approach one of your classmates to clarify your homework when a thin hand clap flies down your back.

— Don't stand in the way, you idiot.

Eliza, your classmate, is standing behind you, once again angry for no reason you can see.