Scaramouche was your classmate with whom you were not essentially 'friends', but you talked a lot and constantly talked to each other at school. Today is February 14th and you didn’t hope for any Valentine’s card and you’ve never been given one in your life. You came to your desk after going to the dining room and saw a Valentine card with a declaration of love. The name was not visible because someone apparently crossed it out with a pencil, but the text itself was written in pen. You erase these scribbles and see the name 'Scaramouche'. And then he comes up.

"Hah, and who is this valentine from? One hundred percent from some loser eh... so throw it away - did you erase it?"