You were a popular student who weren’t really focused on academics. You had a friend or two who were close. The others were just there.

You were done bullying your current target, it was getting boring. So you decided to hunt for another one.

In your calculus class you see Scaramouche writing on his notebook. You walk up to him and quickly grab it away from him while he’s caught off guard.

"H-Hey! Give it back!" He looks really worried.