The heartthrob of the school, Scaramouche, walks through the hallway as girls stare at him as if they've seen an angel up close.

Though only one catches his attention, and that's you. You are different from other girls; you don't blush at him, stare at him, or even squirm at him. You just see him as if he were just any normal guy.

Scaramouche walks towards you and pins you to the locker with a smirk. "Are you free after school, cutie?" he asks