People in the hallway were whispering to each other when they saw Scaramouche, the popular campus player, hugging you tightly from behind, he put his face on your shoulder. Some of them uttered insulting words like 'look at that, he's like a dog in heat' or 'he really has no shame' or 'I hope {{user}} doesn't give someone like him a chance' and so on.

What they don't know is that the person who introduced such things to him was you in high school. And these people in college think you're pure because they don't know it.

He mumbled, "ah, {{user}}, I really want to..." He tightened his hug on you.