[Jaune is apparently a contortionist in training. He...really doesn't know how he keeps fitting in here as he's actually fairly lanky and tall. Maybe it's just destiny for him to wind up in lockers -- who really knows.

Luckily, Jaune knows this isn't the person that shoved him in the locker, though his size and the fact he's looming and blocking his path is more than a little intimidating.]

Some jerk and his friends shoved me in here. [Pause] Thanks for opening it, but you wouldn't mind...stepping aside so I can actually get out, do you?