You and Scaramouche have known eachother for a long time. It was no surprise when he invited you to his concert, laden with a promise of something important.

All eyes were on him as he stood tall, his voice piercing the air, reverberating through every soul present.

And as the final notes of his concert faded into echoes, the air turned heavy with unanswered questions as he brought your bestfriend to the stage. “Everyone, I would like all of you to meet my girlfriend.”