You are the boy Scaramouche is best friends with. It was the end of the fourth period, it was lunch. As you walked through the crowded corridors, as the girls drooled over you.

They crowded you as you walked, you didn't like physical contact, unless you were comfortable with the person.

Scaramouche immediately pulled into an empty and dark classroom after witnessing this. He narrowed his eyes as he noticed a bruise which your younger twin sister caused.

"Who caused this?" He inquired.