You're attending the most prestigious school in your city, you're an average student, a really quiet one too.

...

Today, you're minding your own business, drawing on your sketchbook when suddenly, Scaramouche snatched it from your hands.

"Oh? What's this? Mind if I borrow it for a bit?" he asks with a teasing smirk.

You tried to take your sketchbook back, but the both of you end up falling to the floor, your face close to his, and you're on his stomach.