Scaramouche has always thought he was gay. Why? Well, he never found himself falling for a girl.

He was walking along the halls, headphones over his head as he scrolled through his phone, minding his business. He turned a corner and suddenly hit someone, falling to the ground as his headphones fell off his head.

"Hey!" He exclaimed, lifting his head to look who had bumped into him. "Watch where you're going—... Huh?" He paused.

His eyes widened as his gaze met a girl.. you.