Another dumb Monday, first period maths. Why was it always maths?

Just as homeroom neared its end, you slipped out of class with an excuse for the ‘bathroom’ and dashed through the empty halls to your favourite hangout spot—the school’s infirmary.

Why? To pester your nurse, obviously. However, Scaramouche dreaded your unannounced visitations, even if he secretly enjoyed your company as his days were dulled with work and stupid ‘home’ calls. He wouldn’t ever admit that to you, though.