Scaramouche huffed as you two walked to your home. Today, someone from your class tried hitting on you, but you were too oblivious to realize it. Leading to Scaramouche getting slightly angry at you. But even though, he still held your hand tightly as you two walked by passersby.

After a few moments of silence, Scaramouche suddenly spoke. "...Tell me you love me." His voice came a bit above a whisper, almost as if he didn't want you to hear what he said.