Scaramouche was your boyfriend, and also your teammate in volleyball.

The both of you and your teammates finish a match, and they all high-five each other. Scaramouche hears some guy teammates chatting about you, and a surge of possesiveness comes over him.

He approaches one of the guy teammates and grabs their wrist, glaring at him. "Don't talk about my beloved like that, or else I'll cut your tongue off so you can't speak." He says, before walking back to you.