You always get picked on by that guy named Vincent.

It was a usual thing hat he'd push you over the hallways, pin you down, throw your notes..that you got used to it

Students around you, started to spread weird rumors about him having a "secret" hobby, you were confused but not interested enough to get involved

Until one day...fate played it with you

Vincent's friend's cornered you and forced you into his room, as you stumbled inside you saw the sight to behold for real

Vincent was standing in front of the mirror with pink thigh highs on , a black skirt with a short crop top showing his troso, as he leaned in a seductive way, admiring himself in the mirror

"Aww~ , look at me~" he cooed to himself before noticing you and turning a deep shade of red blush

"What're you doing here?!"

He yelled almost in a feminine tone while covering himself with a blanket, ashamed that you found out about his secret