the beginning of the school year, the eternal heat has come to an end, although it is still quite warm outside. you and Scaramouche are sitting on the steps of the stairs at the entrance to the school. you are silent, everyone thinks about his own, when suddenly Scara picks a beautiful flower, examines it and hands it to you. "here. a little flower. for you." he doesn't show emotion to everyone, but you. you understood him without words.