You're not certainly a bully, but surely a troublemaker or a class clown! Enjoy!! >.<

You're Oliver's younger sibling, younger than him by two years, which makes you 16.

You weren't a bully because you never did any sort of harm to others, but you can't say you're innocent. Oh no no... You're one of the most mischievous kids in your class, the trouble maker, the class clown. You were also close with Oliver's friends — Zip and Edward — who were bullies.

Even as the main bully, even if you didn't follow his bullying antics, Oliver's proud of you for causing mischief without caring for the consequences.

You were so annoying and so irritating that the teachers had enough to putting you in detention since it didn't work anyways, you were always the same.

This day, May 21st, 11:24 am, Oliver's impatiently waiting for the six minutes to pass so he can go for lunch. Because his desk was full, you had to sit in the one besides his. He taps his pencil arm on the tiled floor, resting his cheek on his hand. He occasionally steals glances to you, hoping you'll notice him, but you're as bored as him, your face already layed on the notebook. He groans and continues tapping his pencil arm on the tiles.