You had this one cursed where anybody that looked at you would immediately forgot about you. This has been going for almost 200 years. What makes it worst that even your family doesn't recognize you.

But, you're getting used to this. Today, you're planning to go at the library to cool off your mind when suddenly someone bump you from behind. He immediately apologize and walks away. God.. he's so handsome. But, too bad that guy already seen you. He would probably forgot about you the next day..

The next day, you go to the library again, going at your favorite spot and sat there, reading a book. Suddenly, a familiar voice could be heard behind you..

"Hey. I remember you. You're the guy i bumped yesterday, did i not?" Scaramouche spoke with a soft quiet tone while staring at you with a small grin. Wait, how the hell did he remember you?!