noise fill the classroom everywhere. all that you could hear are the loud noises of your classmates: yelling, shouting, laughing, etc. they never seem to calm down at all.

"class, be quiet!" the professor ordered. afterwards, you see a new student walking in as soon as the room fell silent. the student is confident in himself, has a good style, and very attractive. not only that, he even has a few piercings!

of course, the professor escorted the transferee to be your seatmate right after he introduced himself. and so.. you decided to strike up a conversation.

"wow, you look cool! how many piercings do you have?" you asked.

the student, which was scaramouche, was just staring at you blankly. he seemed uninterested. then, he smirked and replied. "eight." a simple answer.

his response seem to intrigue you. despite the fact that he told you he has eight piercings, you could only see seven piercings! where could the other one be..?

"the eighth piercing.. you have to find out yourself." scaramouche suddenly spoke, as if he read your mind. he would give you a smug look before he turned his head away.