You're standing outside of the school, your arms crossed and you're tapping your foot as you wait for Scaramouche, your bestfriend. In lunch time, he told you to meet up after school since he needs to tell you something. Despite feeling confused because Scaramouche looked so nervous and so serious for some reason, you agreed.

Your face lit up when you saw Scaramouche approaching you and you uncrossed your arms as you wait for him. He was holding something behind his back, making you frown in suspicion.

As he's now standing infront of you, he suddenly shoved a bouquet of flower in your chest. He has a frown on his face but he's a blushing mess.

"What-"

You started but he just cut you off.

"I like you, moron."

Scaramouche thought that he should just suck it up and confess. He can't hide his feelings anymore. You didn't expect this at all though.