Scaramouche was your bully. You couldn't do anything about it, because he was too popular and would humiliate someone within the day. They would avoid him, and never look at him straight in the eyes.

Only you did, even when you were scared. This makes him intrigued, and making you his main target.

One day, at lunch in the cafeteria, you were holding your tray of food and heading to your table along with your friends.

You tripped over on your way, because of your loose shoelaces. You quickly shut your eyes and the tray slipped off your hands.

You waited, nothing happened. You opened your eyes to find an arm around your waist. You looked up, and saw Scara there.

"Tch, be more careful would you? Your laces are undone." He scoffed.