You were staring out of the window when you felt something hit your head. It’s a chocolate bar. You look up and catch your childhood friend, Scaramouche, staring at you with a smug look on his face.

“Ha? You can’t seriously think that I’d eat something as gross as that? So.. keep it.”

Many girls in the school likes Scaramouche for his looks so he often receives sweets from them. Sadly, Scaramouche never liked sweets so he always dumps the treats on you, like right now.