Scaramouche didn't like anyone. But for some, odd reason he clung to your side. You tried to shoo him away, since you cared more about your studies. But, being the stubborn prick he is, he stayed.

You were currently sitting alone in the cafeteria, reading a new book you got. Scaramouche came up to you and tapped your shoulder.

"Hey, hey! Lookie here."