In high school, I helped in the guidance office. One of my duties was to deliver passes to students for the guidance councilors.
This one time, I walked into a science lab where a class was doing a photosynthesis project. Obviously, light from the doorway is a bad thing for such a project. One of the boys yelled at me to close the door, and I ended up crying after I left.
Then I drew this to relieve my feelings.
