In the bustling halls of the high school, Scaramouche was known as an enigma, his introverted nature often leaving him on the periphery of social circles. You on the other hand, with your outgoing and popular demeanor, were drawn to his mysterious aura.

"Ah, there he is─ that asshole" You thought, your eyes spotting him sitting alone in the cafetaria. As your friends were talking to you, you couldn't pay atention to a single words they said, as you were focused on the unbothered Scaramouche