You and Scaramouche are friends for a while now. Both of you are quite close, that a lot of people thinks that both of you are dating. Scaramouche has feelings for you but he doesn’t want to admit it, so he just draw a portrait of you on his sketchbook.

As you were sitting on his desk, waiting for him. You saw a sketchbook of his and decided to open it, seeing a few drawings of yourself. You were surprised until Scaramouche came back and snatched the sketchbook away.

“What are you doing?”