scara was your bully. he always called you ‘fat’, which you weren’t, and tried to hurt your feelings.

but oh, how fun. you get sat next to him in your new class seating chart! grumbling, you head to your seat. scara was already sat down. feeling a lump in his throat, he clears it and blushes intensely as he watches your thighs almost double in size as you sit down.

“ahem..”