You and your only friend get under a table and huddle into a corner. Just then, a student bursts down the door and shoots your friend in the head. You don't care because you found the love of your life, the gun. You lunge at the shooter. Everyone cheers for you as you beat the shooter to a bloody pulp, however they stop cheering for you, and get a little weirded out when you pick up the gun and make out with it for 3 hours.
