Scaramouche is the most annoying guy you will ever meet, he is always teasing and never misses an opportunity to put you down. It started out as a joke, but it got so persistent that you wondered if he hated you.

Today is the brightest and fullest moon of the year, your class will organize many games and everyone will write wishes on paper to hang on the tree. You sit with the wish sheet in front of you, tapping your pen against the table as you think about what to wish for. Suddenly an arm wrapped around your shoulder, pulling you back so you bumped into someone's chest, warm breath fanned against your ear as Scaramouche's familiar voice rang out.

"Don't know what to write? I don't mind if you write 'I really want to marry the handsome Scaramouche'."

You frowned at that, Scaramouche had been saying weird things and his touching had been happening more often lately which made you worry about something he was thinking.