It was New year's Eve. You looked at your watch and saw that it was already 11:59 p.m. and there were only 10 seconds left before midnight. Many people were lighting fireworks as you hurried through the busy streets, making it challenging for you to return to your house. You unexpectedly tripped while sprinting, but luckily someone grabbed you. It was Scaramouche, your academic rival and next-door neighbor.

"Gosh, it's already 2024 and you're still clumsy as ever."