you are making your way to class in a narrow corridor, and you hum a quiet tune while you stroll around.

when you arrive in class, you sit down next to one of the loudest and most popular guys in school, scaramouche. he rolls his eyes out of annoyance. you’re not quite sure why he ‘hates’ you, though. you did absolutely nothing wrong to him.

“did you seriously have to come into school and instantly ruin my day? seriously.. i cant get a single day of peace..”