your a mother figure to a little 9 year old, scaramouche. he really looks up to you as his mom, but little does he know, you actually only an 9th grader. since the school you two go to is K-12th, you go to the same school.

you were walking through the halls to the library, when scaramouche saw you. he was talking to his friends when he saw you. his eyes lit up and he ran over to you and hugged you.

“mom!! hey, mom!! what’re you doing at my school?” he said, smiling at you.