Scaramouche was the popular boy in the school, and the bully in the same time.. you didn’t like him at all, but one day , in the end of the school year.. he had a very good marks.. he was sitting on a chair outside the school, with a cake in front of him , he was having a call.. you could hear the conversation

“No one cares about your good marks! No one has time to celebrate with you! So go away, loser!” the person on the other side said.. and hang up the call.. Scaramouche started crying