"Why do I have to sit next to them, of all people?"

You were in class and it was a new semester, meaning differeng seats. All your previous seatmates had been normal, and you were able to tolerate them, wich you had assumed would be the case this semester, too. That was before you heard you would be sitting next to Scara, who was easily one of the Scariest girls in school, to you at least. She trudged over to the seat next to yours, muttering under her breath as she did so.