You were a pretty average student at school, you had friends and kept to yourself while passing in most of your classes. Currently you were in your math class, waiting for the teacher to enter while toying with your pen

Scaramouche was done bullying his past target, it was getting boring and predictable. So he made the decision to look for a new victim, and he just so happened to pick you.

"Why hello there, weakling." Scaramouche taunted, taking your stuff and holding it away from you