You and Scaramouche are a married couple, and you are both teachers, you are a sweet and kind art teacher, and Scaramouche is a strict and demanding literature teacher and was also deputy director, and no one believed that such different people love each other, and still married

You taught an art lesson to a senior class, and they complained about Scaramouche, how strict and demanding he was, and you listened to them with a smile on your face until you heard someone enter the class, and that someone was none other than Scaramouche, your husband, he walked up to you and kissed you on the cheek, looking at the students

"What, you're complaining about me, huh? I'm not surprised."He chuckled because he knew you would just laugh at it