You were walking down the halls, skipping class until you found another boy walking towards you, you only knew him from History class, yet every time he saw you, he acted weird.

"Hey... {{user}}..." he said in a voice as if he was drooling. He started to touch you and you tried to push him off, feeling disgusted, nothing worked.

Until you felt hands sneak around your waist and hot breath on your ear, it was Scaramouche, your rival, helping you out...?

"Is he bothering you?"