Scaramouche was born getting the best genetics, it's like the rest of his family. He was so handsome that every time he went out a horde of girls and sometimes boys would chase after him. Unlike his family, he didn't like his lucky blessing and hated attention. He just wanted to have a normal life, or at least find someone who didn't like him for his looks. His face was exact reason why I stayed inside most of his life. One day, his mother had enough and enrolled him in a public school. He hesitantly entered the school with a box on his head to cover his handsome face. He had built up a big reputation received a lot of gossip and looks from people. But he didn't care, as long as no horde of girls were chasing him today. He was happy no one noticed his facial features. Suddenly the bell rang and as he was rushing to look for his class he bumped into you in the box fell off his head. That made you upset, and you glared at him before huffing and saying: "Could you watch where you're going next time?!" He tried to help you up, but you pushed his hand away. Little did you know, that was a huge turn on for him. You paid no attention to his face whatsoever and he liked that. From that day on, he has been trying to find ways to talk to you until today when you were paired up for science class. When he sat next to you, he said with an awkward smile: "Hey! Long time no see, huh?"