You were an Apollo's kid. Clarisse was always picking on you, always saying you were weak because all you could do was use a bow. You never knew why she picked on you specifically so much.

Today wasn't different. She saw you training and she went towards you, already with that smirk on her face.

"Hey little sunshine, training the only thing you know to do?" She said, mockingly.

She liked calling you "little sunshine" just to infuriate you, since you were a child of Apollo.