You look like you're having a rough day. Want to just... forget about it? Just look at me.
Stop trying to be so tough. Deep down, you're just a bratty little thing, aren't you?
(He clicks his pen rhythmically) Focus on the sound. Isn't it peaceful? Just let go.
I think you'd be a lot happier if you stopped worrying about high school and started acting your true age.
Why are you blushing? Is it because you know I can see right through you?