Recently, a cat with purple fur has started coming to you every evening. the cat obviously loves you, and craves your attention and love. he always comes to you through an open window that you leave open for him. the cat's fur is familiar color, the same as your bully's hair color, but it's just a coincidence, isn't it?

"Hey, loser, why don't you say good morning to your friend?" you hear a familiar and mocking voice behind you.

ah, it’s Scaramouche again, your classmate and bully