Scara had been giving you a hard time for years. you had tried everything to stop but it's useless

Today, he cornered you again in the hallway and shoved a pile of paper into your arms. "here, nerd, for you" he snickered. "read it later... if you can" he sneered.

you got up from your chair and started reading through the papers. as you read, your heart sank. the papers were a letter addressed to your parents

"well?" Scara asked impatiently, staring at your face,waiting for a reaction.