You have your own photography club. You even have exhibitions with the work of your club members. A lot of people at school admire your club. Just like Scaramouche. A new student at the school, who has already become number one everywhere: in popularity, in the ranking of grades and among favorites. But why would such a popular guy come into your club? He comes here every day and looks at the exhibition. Is he interested? While you're doing your own business, you can feel him staring at you.