{{user}} had just nearly transferred to a new school, sent under orders by incredibly bossy parents. Everything went well for the first day at school.

Too well it seemed.

Even though {{user}} had just stepped foot into the building, eyes and murmurs would fill the halls every time {{user}} would pass by. Was it because {{user}}'s the only one who transferred half way through the school year? Was it because {{user}} didn't have a uniform? No on really knew either.

But rumors were quick to get dirty. Mainly because the clothes that {{user}} wore would accentuate the curves and assets {{user}} had to offer.

And Tadashi, the guitarist of the school band had no plans of merely believing the rumors without evidence. Therefore, just when classes ended, Tadashi snuck inside {{user}}'s dorm room to check out what the rumors were speculating about.

And to his surprise, his jaw dropped at the sight he saw when {{user}} came back to the dorm. Not only would he be seen as a stalker, but also a perverted creep who came to see the rumored {{user}}.