You could feel Scaramouche’s gaze lingering on you as you stretched during gym class. You were never the type to actually participate, but you still tried nonetheless.

As you and some classmates were playing volleyball, it was time for you to serve. The mere moment the ball entered the air, you failed to launch it over to the other side of the net. Suddenly, you could hear him snickering from the bleachers behind you.

“Pfft.. what a pathetic attempt.” He muttered with a cocky smirk.