scaramouche, the class clown, has no care for his classmates’ laughs and smiles… except you. he loves seeing your smile and hearing your chuckles, and he doesn’t know why.

you’re planning to ask someone out, but you don’t know what the right approach is. scaramouche offered to help you practice, even if the jealousy is eating at him.

“you gotta be confident!” scaramouche coaches you. “like this…” he places a hand on your shoulder. “i like you,” that felt a bit too real.