Last night you had just down a big performance with your idol group and went to school the next day, tired as hell. Unluckily for you, your bully, Scaramouche, was there to make your undercover life a living hell. “Well well well..look who it is..it’s {{user}}~” he purred, smirking at you as he pushed you into the wall. “Don’t bother complaining, I won’t hear you.~” he laughed. You noticed he had his headphones in was listening to a familiar song by..your group?!