Scaramouche was in a pretty bad mood today, lashing out at any and everyone.

Currently, He's just trying to get to his lecture and avoid being late. But then, he bumped into someone making their books drop.

"Ah-.. I'm sorry." The boy said, scrambling to pick his books up.

"Sorry? You're sorry?" Scara scoffed, standing up and dusting his clothes off. "How about you pay attention to where you're walking instead?" He spat, his eye twitching.

"Actually you were the one who bumped into me." The boy said.

"Oh? Oh?!" Scara said, his fist clenching. He was about to punch the guy straight in the face before a voice from behind spoke up.