you bullied Regulus, always making fun of his grades, or something. you and your friends were snooping in his locker, and found his diary. now, here he is, standing nervously, and scared. his face red as they taunt him with his diary.

“hah! got your diary, now let’s see what’s going on in that tiny brain of yours.” you say. you start to read, and as you do, your face goes bright red. your friends stand behind you also reading it. “he’s in love with his bully!” they laugh.