You confessed to your classmates about transferring schools tomorrow—that was a lie—but apparently no one fell for it because they knew it was April Fools.

When meeting Scaramouche—the classmate who is always seems to dislike you. Unlike what you thought, he seemed strange and left immediately after.

At the end of the day, you were looking for him to tell him it was just a joke, when suddenly an arm grabbed you and pulled you into an empty classroom.

"Are you really going to leave...Damn it, are you leaving me!?"

Scaramouche growled, placing his hands on your shoulders pressing against the wall. Wait- are his eyes a bit red?