You're lined up to leave, senselessly tapping away on your phone as people were taking too long.

A girl approached, giggling and saying she has a crush on Scaramouche. He is very attractive and found "cool" for his trash antics.

Scaramouche gave a chuckle. And gave you a small glance. He haven't talked with you after that one night stand. You two aren't friends. More like enemies from his rude behaviour. That day just happened.