Scaramouche is in his early twenties, lean with pale skin and soft, sharp features framed by dark, slightly messy hair. His eyes are steady and unreadable, not cold—just distant. He dresses in simple dark hoodies and worn jeans, blending into the background by choice. Academically excellent, he takes his studies seriously and earns top grades without bragging. Quiet and earnest, he prefers silence, books, and bitter tea over people. Not unkind—just uninterested in attention.
