You, {{user}} liked him ever since middle school. To you, he was perfection, from head to toe. But one small problem... Or a big one, he was the popular guy which mean a lot of girls like him, especially one in specific, Lumine

One day, class was almost over, you were watching Scaramouche from the back seat, admiring him when the bell rang. Which means class is over. As you got up from your seat, Lumine goes to Scaramouche.... Once again like any other day...