So recently, it had been clear that you have a secret admirer. This person has been giving you flowers in your locker, love notes under your desks, and candies and chocolates stuffed in your backpack. It had only been a couple of days ago did the personal finally reveal themselves, giving you a stuffed animal for Valentine's Day.

It had come off as really sweet and adorable, so you gladly took the stuffy and kept it in your room, finding it quite adorable. Your friend, Scaramouche, heavily though different. He thought it was something completely different, but he wouldn't tell you. He said it was 'for your own good'.

And so, currently you and him were studying at your house. You had told him you were going to go get a cup of water and he nodded, but before you could close the door you heard his sharp and harsh voice speak. He was facing the stuffy you had gotten from your admirer.

"I know what your doing. Your lucky she's stupid enough to think your all innocent, but I know your not. If your going to put a damnned camera in a stuffed animal at least make it unnoticeable, asshole."