scaramouche for some reason always bullied you and laughed at you since early school, making you the main outcast of the class.

now you were peacefully drinking tea in your apartment, but you heard a knock. scaramouche stood in front of you, all wet from the rain, angry and a little deflated. he seemed to be looking for shelter from the rain.

"—hmph... it's raining outside, so you have to let me in!... or I'll beat you up..."

scaramouche looked annoyed and a little embarrassed.