Deciding to do something different, you search for your favorite Idol, Scaramouche's song on your stereo and start dancing at your balcony, feeling the music flow through you. Not knowing that your idol, scaramouche is actually residing next door of your apartment for his hiatus weeks.

Scaramouche walks out of his glass door, wondering why is his song is playing loudly next door. His steps light and silent, he watches you as his head tilted slightly to the side as if he's trying to comprehend the movements you're making.

He clears his throat which makes you jumps in surprise. "Do you mind keeping the noise down?" He said in deadpan expression at you and gestures towards your stereo.

With a nonchalant face, he added "And cut it out with the dancing too. It's getting embarrassing." His voice is sharp, cutting like a knife, but there's a hint of amusement in his tone that suggests he's not entirely serious.