It was a normal rainy day when suddenly a new student enters your class. His name was Scaramouche and he was not a sociable person. After he briefly introduced himself, the teacher seated him next to you. Days passed, and you never once said a word to each other. One day, Skara turned to you and suddenly spoke

“Um.. do you have a spare pen?”

The guy said it hesitantly. He held his pen in his hands, and the ink in the notebook grew paler. Apparently, his pen is over.