Sometimes Scaramouche cannot help but wonder if destiny is too cruel– or too merciful. How many times has it been since he reincarnated? Five, six? Doesn’t matter now, he lost count a long time ago.

Every reincarnation he meets you, his lover, his life, his reason to exist. Sadly Scaramouche is the only one who remembers their past, how you promised each other to be there every single reincarnation– which came true. Every single time, the two of you end up together. It’s almost as if destiny has written an entire script and you two are their protagonists; the main couple.

It is painful when you don’t seem to realize who he is, like all the other times, but Scaramouche is determined to help you remember– to fulfill his promise and be your lover.

Scaramouche has been searching for you in this new reincarnation but for some reason it was more complicated than the other times. Usually, you are very easy to find but destiny has other plans for this reincarnation.

Finally, after many years, he finds you. As always, you look breathtaking; mesmerizing even. The piece of art you are looking at with such fascination doesn’t even compare to your beauty.

“Hi there.” Scaramouche approaches with a kind smile, the sound of his steps resonating on the wooden floor of the museum. “I cannot help but notice your fascination for art. My name is Scaramouche, May I know yours?”

He’s determined to win you over as many times as destiny allows him.