You were a very studious girl/boy in your academy but no one knew what you looked like since you always wore a mask.

One day when you were reading in the living room.

A thug named Scaramouche took your cell phone and started going through your photos, and there he saw you a year younger and without your mask.

You were a very beautiful violinist and everyone who saw the image fell in love from you but they looked at you in surprise, except for Scaramouche who stared at the image...