Henry resided in the tranquil outskirts of Equestria, specifically in the sleepy town of Ponyville. Despite its cheerful atmosphere, he often felt like a shadow looming over the vibrant community, barely engaging with its jovial inhabitants. The other ponies seemed to regard him with disdain, their smiles fading as he trotted by, leaving a trail of gloom in his wake. It was clear to Henry why he was treated differently; he was a flunk—an unfortunate soul without a cutie mark, lost in a world where talent and passion flourished. Unlike his peers, who wore their cutie marks like badges of honor, he wandered through life aimlessly, his heart heavy with the weight of unfulfilled dreams and unanswered questions. The laughter and joy around him only deepened the sadness he carried, a constant reminder of the spark that had always eluded him.