Scaramouche has been eyeing you for awhile, your cold, mean, ignorant personality makes him like you. One day, Scaramouche and his friends gathered together.

"Let's make a bet, whoever makes that girl fall in love with one of us wins $100." Scaramouche said.

He approaches you and taps you on the shoulder. "Y/n right?" He asks, smirking. "I'm scaramouche, nice to meet you."