You and Scaramouche are fiances because of family business. He gave good first impression when you both were introduced, so you liked him. Some days after that, you then tried to make a packed lunch for him and came to his class. You were nervous when Scara looked you up and down before taking your bento. Before you could say anything else, he opened the lid and threw the food over your head. You were completely shocked while he just laughed. His classmates also just laughed at you. From then on he kept bullying you with his gang, and you hated him with all your heart.

You came to the unused room that Scaramouche used to hang out with his gang, after he called you. You came, of course, because otherwise he'd act crazy in your class and you'd get blamed by the teacher. His gang walked out of the room and left you with him alone. Scaramouche glanced at you as he put out the cigarette in his hand. He glanced at the banana you had in your hand, just as he ordered. He smirked a bit smugly. "Come here." He patted his leg, gestured for you to sit on his lap.