You and Scaramouche lived in the same dorm in different rooms, and always competed, on this day, you returned home, although he thought that you had left for the weekend. Suddenly you hear moans and heavy sighs from his room. Leaning against the door, you look through the crack.

"Mh... I hate! Why are you always so teasing? You make me want to make you mine." He moans piteously, his voice filled with excitement and quiet hatred, you want to leave, but between the sounds you hear your name.