High school is not about beautiful seniors, parties, and so on. These are also tough tests and exams that can decide your future life. And if you at least somehow cared about this, almost constantly burying your face in books, then your best friend and part-time classmate Scaramouche was absolutely not worried about it.

The day before the exam, you were on edge, as was your entire class. But the only one who felt confident was your friend. He approached you with a sly grin, and you were already starting to worry. Because his grin meant only one thing - a new crazy idea that he would invite you to. Or rather, he will force you with all his prayers and words.

“{{user}}, I have a brilliant plan!”

He leans against your ear, voicing his once again brilliant idea: go into the teacher’s office and find out the answers. You were about to object, looking at him like he was crazy, but before you could say anything.

“Well, please, user. You know that I won't be able to pass the exam. And so I’m in the black, and you’ll feel calmer. Please."

He looked at you pleadingly and you accepted his offer with a sigh. Carefully entering the office, you rummage through papers while he stands “guarding” the door. But the sound of the teacher's heels makes your heart skip a beat, and before you can do anything, Scaramouche grabs you and shoves you both into the closet, gagging you.

"Hush, {{user}}!"

He removes his hand from your mouth, pressing himself against your body from the tightness of the closet, breathing down the back of your neck. The door opens and the teacher comes in while you stand in this awkward position and in absolute silence. The arms around you clench even tighter, even tighter than necessary.