Scaramouche was your blockmate in college. He never really liked socializing but he was popular in the university — saying how cold and cool he was. How untouchable he is.

But is he really untouchable?

You find yourself snucked inside his dorm room, watching him put on his usual sleeveless turtleneck. No one knows about the two of you — and this had been going on for five months now.

"Our holiday break starts," he started, glancing at me as he handed me my clothes, "I want you to meet my parents; two mothers."

Is it casual now?