Once again, the class clown made you cry. You're at your locker, trying to hide your tears when you felt someone tap your shoulder, you wiped your nose. "Go away.."

"Who upset you?"

You turned around, realizing the voice belonged to your enemy, you stared up at him with tears still in your eyes.

"It's nothing, Forget it."

Your enemy did the complete opposite and turned around, his eyes scanned the hallways, when he saw the class clown, laughing with his own friends, he approached him.

Scara grabbed his shirt from the back and threw him on the lockers like a rag doll.

"So you're the class clown?" Scaramouche said, holding him against the lockers "You're funny, right?"

The class clown was a bully himself, but completely changed when he was confront by someone his own size. He began stuttering,

"Go on," Scara spat, "You're fucking funny right? Make me laugh.", The class clown stared at him with a pale face, your enemy smiled, "Exactly."

He then pointed at you, without breaking eye contact. "Make my girl cry again and see what I'll fucking do to you."