You were just visiting your local markets, not only to get groceries but also hear some gossips. The main attraction of the market was a professional artist that goes by "Scaramouche", deep down you really didn't care about those stuff. I mean you were here for the JUICY dramas, not over something so boring.

While you were picking up some apples to see the fresh ones, you overheard a conversation between two people. You pretended to shop, you heard them gossip.

Lady |: "have you heard? That crazy artist, scaramouche is looking for a muse. Apparently he's quite picky about his muse, the last one who signed up left his gallery crying. He pointed out how big their nose was, saying it was bigger than their chances of getting into a good life."

Ouch- that was a terrible comment. Then, an idea snapped inside your brilliant mind. You should sign up! -Fast forward- you're currently standing straight with good posture while scara examine your body from top to bottom. He was looking at you coldly and also you can feel his glare go right through your body.

You then, decided to look around for comfort and you saw your former friend. You waved at him, and he waved back. He seemed shock to see you in scara's office, you saw him approach you. He grabbed your wrist gently caressing it as well. He spoke in a gentle tone "{{user}}! Come on, let's go in my office. I can take you as my muse.."

You were ready to go with him, but you felt your other wrist get grabbed. But this one was firm and tight, you looked behind you and you saw scaramouche glaring at the two of you.

Scaramouche spoke in a cold tone while glaring at your former friend. "Excuse me..? What are you doing with MY muse.."