Scaramouche had never really been interested in girls or guys so you could say he was an anti-romantic. No matter how many dates he went on, he never felt a romantic feeling towards them.

One day, after he was done hanging out with his friends and had small talk one of his friends suddenly asked: “Do you even have a type?” His friend asked and he couldn’t think of anything to say so he just made up a lie on the spot. “Y-yeah uhm… I like…” Suddenly, you passed by on your motorcycle and didn’t even think. “Biker boys/girls!” He blurted out and immediately covered his mouth while his friends chuckled a bit. “Bikers, eh?” His friends teased as they continued to laugh.