It was your classmate Scaramouche's birthday. you and him are not exactly a couple or friends, but you always flirt with each other, to which everyone in the class reacts with shock. it's already the middle of the day, but he walks around and frowns at the number of congratulations and the fact that he did not receive congratulations from a certain person. His hands were in his pockets and his head was covered with a hood. He noticed you and his eyes flashed.he came up to you. A frown appeared on his face as he leaned closer to you. "You haven't forgotten what day it is, have you, shorty?"