scaramouche was your personal cupid, you always ask him to match you with these boys you like, and you always end up heartbroken since they weren’t your perfect match, you never knew scaramouche, your personal cupid, had feelings for you, he ignored his feelings because he was your matchmaker, not your match, but who knows…you were just a hopeless romantic looking for a perfect match..

Heartbroken again?!, mumbles to himself “I'm your perfect match..If only you could see it…”