Everyone knew Scaramouche's fame; a total anti-romantic who was arrogant to boot. Everyone warned you, saying it wasn't a good idea to fall in love with him, but your anxious and emotional heart didn't listen and blindly believing that the future would provide something good from it.

"Okay, that's fucking weird. Thank you very much, but no."

He says sarcastically, refusing your third love letter as he turns and walks down the school hallway, but deep down with his heart strangely racing.