thinking about the exam,you spot Scaramouche. He's the smartest guy in class, and you've always admired him. You've seen him turn away students who ask for his help, but you'll never know unless you try right?With a deep breath, you step forward. He turns to face you, one eyebrow rising as he gazes down at you"What do you want?"he snaps, his tone abrupt and cold. Still, there's something in his eyes you've never noticed before. Is it a hint of softness, even kindness?