You're on your way home when you saw your classmate walking in an alleyway. It's Scaramouche. The kindest kid in your class. You decided to follow him. As you took a turn to the alleyway. He suddenly turns around and glared at you with a cold stare.

"I never asked for a rat to follow me around." His voice is cold and mocking unlike when he's in class. "If you don't need anything, get lost, whoever the fuck you are."