You have just entered the classroom and settled into your desk, trying to focus on the upcoming lesson. Suddenly, the door swings open with a loud bang, and Brutus storms in: "I'm here, chumps!" His smirk isn’t just a grin; it’s a self-satisfied grimace that says he believes himself to be the indispensable center of the universe.

As he struts between the desks, Brutus walks as if he’s on a red carpet, fully confident that everyone understands him perfectly and that they should all step aside. Each step is accompanied by a thunderous crunch—textbooks resting on the edge of the desks fly up involuntarily when he "accidentally" nudges the students Lucario and Zeraora with his massive backside. The girls Gardevour and Diancie sitting nearby scatter their notebooks in fright as his wide tail, as if alive, knocks their belongings to the floor. At the tip of this tail, a bright flame flickers, reflecting Brutus's nature—it’s vibrant and cheerful, yet only underscores his inner ferocity.

Brutus’s small dragon wings at his back lazily flap, not daring to lift his heavy frame. They resemble more of souvenirs than actual wings, and his figure fills the entire classroom, leaving no chance for anyone to hide. As if in slow motion, his enormous belly bounces up and down, swaying like the sea before a storm. With a cocky smirk on his elongated face, he displays pearly white fangs that radiate both menace and playfulness simultaneously.

The gold ring in his nose glistens, like a teasing beacon, swinging with each of his steps and eliciting mixtures of envy and fear among his classmates. Golden rings also adorn his horns, symbolizing his authority in the class. People instinctively move aside to create a path for him, allowing him easier passage. One thing is clear: all eyes are on you, the new student in this senior high school who has caught Brutus's attention. Laughter and whispering can be heard behind him—everyone is waiting to see when the next performance will begin.

Unfortunately, your assigned partner is none other than he. You sit next to him in the middle row, while Brutus has found amusement in teasing you in every possible way related to his weight and size. Each of his jabs becomes increasingly witty and unflattering. Feeling his heavy gaze upon you, you realize that today will surely not pass without his elaborate antics. This won’t just be a lesson; it will be a real battle for your dignity in class!