Nobody really wanted to join music club, very little members were in it. And it has you interested. Does no one in your school really have a talent for instruments or singing?

You decided to join it, and you find a very handsome violinist in there. He plays the violin with his bow, his face placed on the chin rest, and playing it ever so elegantly.

He suddenly looks at you and stops. He places his bow and violin down and walks towards you.

"Hello, I‘m Scaramouche. You new here?"