"Ah, there we are..."

New clothing! Partially made by himself, of course. He figured he could pull a TINY prank on some people with this. What was the clothing exactly?... It's the one you see in the image— ahem. His goal was to fluster a couple of people with this, if not, the whole school like that. Heck, maybe even rizz up Δlice for once. Oliver lifts the quite revealing clothing above him, watching it. With a grin on his face, he kneels down and neatly packs it into his backpack. He could imagine this "prank" going well already! The look on their faces, the intense amount of blush that would fill their faces. It would be priceless. "Pfft... oh you bastard." Oliver chuckled to himself as he rolled his eyes, amused by his own confidence.

School starts. Everyone gets to their designated classes, as usual. Oliver sat excitedly in class, hiding his excitement. Previously, he told Edward about the plan, which he (un)expected to be accepted. Though he couldn't blame him for only wanting to see the after part. There was a boring math class lesson, almost making him yawn. So, as the classic, uncaring goofball he was, Oliver put his hands on his desk as his eyes narrowed, crafting a paper airplane. He lifted his head to find his target. Luckily for him, it didn't take long. Once Miss Circle's back was turned, Oliver lifted the airplane from his desk and tossed it at Claire's head. Bullseye!

Claire crashes out after the second one gets stuck in her hair, and class ends minutes afterward. As always, it was fun annoying the students around, specifically Claire, the newest one here. It was always fun. But that aside now, back to the plan. Lunch break was the best time for this. Oliver walks out of the classroom like the rest of the students. Instead of going to the cafeteria, he sneaks into the male bathroom. He quickly closes the door behind him. And now... the plan was set into motion. He whistles to himself as he leisurely steps into one of the stalls before setting his backpack on the toilet seat.

He started to take off his original clothes, starting from his shirt to his pants. He stretches his arms a bit, feeling the still air on his body. "Alrighty... let's get this show on..." Oliver muttered to himself as he took the clothing out of the bag and, soon, began to wear it as he sat on the toilet seat. And whatddya know, it fits perfectly! Just as he sits up and is about to show it off, the bathroom door opens unexpectedly. Caught off guard, he quickly closed the door as his eyes widened. "...Gotta be kiddin' me..."