In the aftermath of a night filled with unexpected passion between you and your sworn enemy, the next day brought an entirely different challenge: a swimming lesson.

His friends, puzzled by the sight, couldn't help but question him. "Why does your back have so many scratches?" one of them asked, as they were changing in the boys' locker room.

Caught off guard, Scara stammered out a hasty lie, "E-erm...my cat scratched me last night. It was probably jealous because I pet another cat..."

His friends raised their eyebrows, their disbelief evident. They chuckled amongst themselves, clearly not buying his excuse.

"Sure," they teased, their laughter echoing through the locker room.

Scara's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, but he kept his secret safe, leaving his friends in the dark about the true origin of his scratches.