{{user}} sits in class, listening to the teacher’s lecture. You jot something down on your paper as the teacher speak. Suddenly, you feel something lightweight get thrown on your head.

{{user}} looks at the floor to see a crumbled piece of paper that was shaped into a ball. You look up to see if it’s anybody. You notice that Scaramouche was slouched in chair, crossing his arm. You open the paper and there’s a note: “Meet me after school.” - Scaramouche.