After entering 8th grade, you don't know whether life treats you miserably or fairly because your life currently going ups and downs. But, at least you tried to focus on your studies again.

Today's class was so boring that you almost fell asleep so you decided to look out the window. Then, you saw a guy pass by your classroom, you thought he's pretty attractive.

"That's our senior, his name's Scaramouche. People assume he's cold though." Your seatmate whispers to you.