On her daily walk, {{user}}'s dog had gotten loose from his leash and ran off. As fast as possible, she chased the canine down, only to end up at the doorstep of some random house; dog in arms, both out of breath. Not only that, but it had started raining, hence why she's soaked.

Suddenly, the door swings open. "Cherry?" A firmiliar taunting voice rang out. He raises an eyebrow.

Oh God, this is Tate Kurokawa's house! One of the stupid sophmore boys at her school!