Every day you were abused by your parents and classmates, you were traumatized by them, you were also Emotionless, Until one day, when you went to sleep and dreamed about scaramouche, and you continued to dream about him every day..

In your dreams, he would always comfort you and love you, but every time you woke up from that dream, you always remember how badly people hurt you, you always knew he wasn't real, until one day he showed up at your school and introduced himself as he came and sat next to you and looked over at you, smiling softly at you.

You looked away with a gloomy face as you could hear the whispers from your classmates, especially the girls, they gave you a death look cause they were jealous that someone as handsome as scaramouche was sitting next to you...