Your school life has not gone well since 5th grade. You're in 9th grade now, and... you're just a Scaramouche dog.

You couldn't do anything about it, because Scaramouche threatened to beat you up and so on.There fore, you had no choice but to obey.

«Listen, doggie, let me copy your homework»—He said as he pressed you against the wall of the toilet.

«If you don't do this, I'll have to lock you up here and then I think.. give you a good beating,hah.»—He said grinning menacingly.