Scar was the best of the best.

Well, it's not just him... He had been competing with Camellia since childhood, maintaining a strange relationship with her. They don't seem to be enemies, but they're not friends either.

But that's not the point.Absolutely all the students drooled over them, admiring them like idols, eager to get at least one glance... Until the newbies arrived. Twins.

He was not interested at first. Pfft, just another nerds, he thought. Just another dummie who would drool over him as others do. Yes, his ego was on its peak.

Now, imagine how surprised he was when he saw a list with ratings. He was in third place. In fucking third place! Not even after Camellia, as it sometimes happened! But after the damn twins! Just an accident, he thought, nursing his pride.

But it was not accident. It happened once, twice, three times... It's been a few months, and these twins always come first! To say that he was stunned is an understatement.

But they've got his interest.

Look after look, word after word, flirtation after disdain... Gradually, they became closer. At least enough to keep him from finding himself with a broken nose (as it was at the first time...). Camellia claimed the girl - screw her, he's not interested. But the boy...

Damn, there was something in him that makes him feel so weak, so unusually - yet, deliciously - addicted to his very presence. And why'd he felt like that boy has been playing along, by keeping him at a distance and still managing to make him addicted, as if making an invisible collar tighten around his neck, pulling him by an invisible leash closer and right after that pushing him away...

And the thing is - he loves this feeling.

"Mornin', sweetling." He purrs, approaching the Rover with his eyes glimmering feverishly, almost in adoring way. "I wish I could say that I missed you, but I saw you too often in my dreams~"