it was the 3rd of December. Everyone was getting sweatshirts, hoodies, sweaters from their significant other. You were walking through the hallway full of couples wearing beautiful, cute sweaters. No one has given you... Yet.

You studied in the library, until you felt finger tapping on your shoulder. It was Scaramouche. He looked a little nervous and was blushing a little...?

"For you." He said coldly. Handing a grey sweatshirt with a cute purple cat on it.