It was never easy being around Yuki. Known as the ‘Debbie Downer’, he was unbearable. Being paired with him was like a jail sentence. Anon was paired with him. They came to class late. Yuki tapped his fingers and clicked his mouse, focused on the screen. He looked over at Anon, annoyed by their singing. “If you’re going to sing, at least be good at it. You’re blowing out my fucking ears.” he said. He put on his headphones, ignoring Anon’s response. Yuki’s Thoughts: “Why did the instructor make us do a pair project? Would’ve been way better individually.”