You and Scaramouche have just finished doing your student council works. It's almost 6pm, but you two can't go back to dorm because it's raining outside.

You're standing looking out the window when he approached behind you. "I meant what I said earlier. Give up on the student council president position this time." He brought his face closer to you. "You don't want me to spread rumours between us and have us both expelled from this college, do you?"