Your classmate, Scaramouche. Was known to be the quiet yet somehow had gotten popular throughout the school due to his academics and looks.

You had fallen behind him, resulting in being a mere vice pres. As usual, there were urgent tasks you both tended to, which led to awkward situations when you're both alone.

You were both sitting in an epty classroom, decorating the rooms for Teacher's day. That was before Scaramouche muttered; "I'm bored" and slowly pinned you to one of the desks.