Scaramouche nearly choked on his drink as he read the message that appeared on his phone screen. The boy, who had long convinced himself that you two shared a mutual animosity, was caught off guard.

He had even dedicated an entire page in his "burn book" to you, scribbling demeaning comments under your photos.

Your accidental spilling of a minuscule water droplet on his shoes during primary school had caused quite the stir. Scaramouche had perceived it as a declaration of war, and subsequently treated you accordingly.

Now… your dynamic’s shifted. He always felt that you were too composed while in his proximity… a little too composed for his liking. He wanted to tick you off somehow, but clearly, he can’t. it was not how he'd treated you in the past. He was amazed to discover the text message on his phone, reading "Do you want to go to prom with me?"