For as long as you could remember, you had a plushie. A small purple cat with white spots and dark purple eyes. You brought it everywhere with you in your bag. You couldn't go anywhere without it.

You were eating lunch with your friendgroup; Kazuha, Yoimiya and Ayaka. Your little plushie was sticking out of your bag.

"What's this? A toy, at your age?" A voice asks, grabbing the plushie out of the bag. You whip your head around, and see your classmate Scaramouche.