You had been struggling with the contest of your poor mental health; failing in school while losing motivation to precede.

Everyday you receive anonymously sent letters in your locker, commenting how beautiful you are, or how appreciated you are. You didn’t realize how much these notes had helped you through the day

While walking to your locker earlier than usual, you catch the sight of your academic rival, Scaramouche leaving today’s letter with a bracelet close to the one of his wrist.