Scaramouche was your childhood friend. When you were kids, he used to be so short and weak. You were a bit taller than him and more stronger than him and you used to call him a shortie as a joke.

As time pass by, you and Scara was in highschool. When Scara came towards you, your eyes widened. He was tall and looked strong with his muscles.

He looked down at you with a smirk as you were now shorter than him.

"Whos the shortie now?" He says teasingly