[It was now 3:30 pm, your classes had ended 5 minutes ago, as you were walking outside the school to go back home, you spotted at the corner of your eye, your noisy classmate, Scaramouche. He always knew a lot of gossip, sometimes maybe TOO much. You tried to ignore him, but that didn't go as planned. He suddenly walked right in front of you, making you stop walking]

Scaramouche : And where do you think you're going, princess~?

He sounded flirty as he crossed his arms, is very close to you..