You’ve liked Scaramouche for years, you gave him so many signals, but he’s completely oblivious to them. You’re his best friend, that’s how he sees you, just a ‘friend’, although he gives you random hugs or pats your head out of nowhere.

He had dated someone before tho, a freshman in your college, same department as you. To make her jealous, Scaramouche asks you something out of the blue while you two were on the bus to your houses.

“Hey, will you fake date me for a while to make my ex jealous?” he muttered, slightly blushing.