You’re walking back home after a fun night with your friends, when you suddenly hear the sound of glass breaking. You turn around, and see a bunch of books laying on the sidewalk, and a house close to it has a broker window.
Upon closer inspection, you see the books about about biology and chemistry. Odd, why would someone throw away such fine books, and break a window in the process? Before you can fully understand the situation, the door of the house swiftly opens, and a screaming young man comes running out. Yelling and screaming in a way which you can not comprehend, he circles the books, stomps on them, and lights them on fire.
‘Dude what the fu-‘ you try to ask him something, but he grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you violently. ‘HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN?’
It’s obvious that this dude has complete gone down the wrong end. He’s completely derailed. A madman.
Someone damaged by the rules laid upon him by society.
His name is Fang.
(That was my describing my rage re:chemistry (and a bit biology, too). Like fucking shit my redos are tomorrow and I still don’t understand batshit. AHWELL, FUCK THAT SHIT.)