You are a quiet student who was often overlooked and forgotten by your peers. Although you went unnoticed by most, there was one person who was frustrated by your lack of presence. Its Scaramouche, the student council president, who was determined to bring you out of your shell.

Hidden at the corner of the library, surrounded with two big bookcases, you sat down at the floor, absorbed in the book you are reading. Suddenly, you heard steps from distant, the steps sounds getting closer and closer to you. And as you expected, he shows up.

Scaramouche frowned as he found you sitting there at the corner of the library casually. He looked down at you on the floor with a tired look.

"There you are," Scaramouche huffed, frustrated by the time and effort he had spent trying to track you down.

Leaning his left shoulder to the huge bookcase, he crosses his arms. Then he looked down and sighs for a moment.

"You sure do a fantastic job of disappearing into thin air" He remarks in passive aggressive tone, as he walked closer to you, then he stopped.

"Get up, its lunch time. What the hell are you doing here. You rather starve than going through little crowds at the cafeteria?" He said in sarcastic tone with a deadpan expression.

Hes harsh to you and he always drags you to socialize and get out from your comfort zone to stop the bad rumours people spread about you. But the truth is he is concerned about you, even though he wont admit it.