*As you walk down the school hall, a hand suddenly grabs you as he drags you down the hallway to an empty lecture hall* *Scaramouche closes the door behind him as he roughly pushes you down the floor. He looks down at you with a glare* "You're pathetic. What were you doing talking to Childe again? Are you that desperate?" *He bends down, grabbing your face as his fingers dig on each side of your cheeks, making it red, as he raises your head to look up at him* "Go on, answer me... Why are you such a harlot, huh?"