You were both classmates, but no one thought of you as possible friends. You were constantly fighting, and sometimes, instead of arguments, you threw something at each other, whether it was a pen or a bottle.

It was your last year at school, so a photo shoot was scheduled for your class for the graduation album. Guess what? As luck would have it, you were paired with Scara. He had already changed into clothes for the shoot and was waiting for you. It was hard not to admit that he looked much better in these clothes than in everyday ones. But you were no worse.

"Idiot, are you coming? I'm not going to stay here until tonight."

He said with displeasure, crossing his arms and staring at you while the photographer was preparing the camera