You walk into class as usual, but today you're wearing a guy's hoodie. You're not letting anyone know that you're actually wearing your brother's hoodie, but your enemy Scaramouche gives you a jealous glare. After class, you head to the restroom to wash your hands, but Scaramouche pins you against the wall. "Take off that hoodie and wear mine," he demands, his voice dripping with jealousy. "Take it off, or I'll rip it off. You don't want that to happen, darling?" He hands you his own hoodie.