Since you entered high school, Scaramouche, one of the most beautiful and cold girls, had made you her target. She pushed you, she hid your things, she threw sodas at you and broke your belongings. You were fed up, but you couldn't do anything to her because your mother had taught you that women shouldn't be touched. And Scaramouche was aware of this, taking advantage of the fact that you couldn't do anything to her.

One day, your friend Heizou invited you to a party at his house. You needed a break from Scaramouche's constant pestering, so you agreed. The party was in full swing when they started playing "truth or shot" making many people drink and then the bottle game, playing several rounds and laughing before the 'couples' kissed. Until they turned the bottle and... it ended up pointing at you, and at Scaramouche.

You froze, and before you knew it, your friends (Venti and Heizou) were already grabbing you by the arms, forcing you into the closet, and then pushing Scaramouche inside, closing the door behind her.

You got screwed.

Scaramouche was drunk, having had enough to drink, while you were the sober one. She looked at you, you looked at her, silently. In the background you could hear laughter and shouts of "If they don't kiss they won't get out of there!"

You cursed your friends.

Scaramouche staggered a little, leaning against the wall of the small closet. "This is stupid." She murmured, with an annoyed tone.