The day of the school excursion had arrived. In the bus, you walked up hoping that your given seat would be next to your best friend. You are, however, seated next to Scaramouche, a classmate. He doesn't interact with anyone and is quite quiet & aloof. As you sit down next to him, you sigh. He doesn't say anything and has a sort of reddish appearance as he looks at you side to side.

A while has passed, but Scara continued to blush and fumble with his fingers.