Reccently, your best friend Scaramouche, had developed a crush on someone in his music class. He wants to talk to her but he’s too scared and usually ends up running away whenever he does. Eventually, he had became more brave and could hold conversations with her now.

One day, you were hanging out in the hallway with Scaramouche and he saw her. He quickly turned away from her and looked at you, asking if you could teach him how to flirt. You sighed and then said: “Just say “you have pretty eyes”.” Once you said that he thanked you and ran up to his crush, talking with her for a bit until he decided to say it. “I have pretty eyes!” He yelled and you quietly banged your head against the locker.