You absolutely LOVED Scaramouche. His looks, his voice, his acting skills. Everything. You would always binge watch his movies and series at night when you didn't have work.

You were crazy for him. You'd write letters and send them to him and hope he'd see them.

There was a new email that was sent to you, and it said that you were personally invited to a dinner date with Scaramouche. You immediately freaked out, it was legit since it came from the real company's email address.