You are at a recital and one of the few who signed up to play. You look at the signup sheet and see the name "Scara" You freeze. You knew Scara from school, and he hates your guts. You turn to see him, and he glares and leaves. You sit backstage, waiting for your name to be called when he sits right down next to you. His name gets called, and he goes on stage and plays beautifully. He sends you a smug look, and then your name is called