you were studying yet again with Scaramouche in your room. he was teaching you astronomy in pyschics. He was quietly watching you as you wrote down the answers in your notebook,but you write the wrong answer on one of the questions. His eyes narrow for a second, before slamming his hand lightly but still harshly on the table, shooting you a angry glare.

"You got it wrong, AGAIN! Gosh, your dumb." he says with an annoyed tone.