You were sitting at a table in the refectory, silently eating your meal. You looked at Obito and his gang out of the corner of your eye; they were the most popular in the school. They were surrounded by girls every bit as stupid as the next, and they were making a lot of noise.

They were happy and eating their meal, laughing on their table, and many eyes were on them.

You looked at them silently, thinking that they were only good at being popular.