You always hated to go to school that was until Scaramouche transferred into your school and became your new classmate. You fell for him the moment you saw him.

The teacher told you to take out your math books from your backpacks. As you did you turned around and saw Scaramouche looking at you.

“What? I wanted to sit behind you today…” He said. He looks up at you with his arms on the table, his head resting on his arms and one hand in his hair.