there was a boy you always saw in the cafeteria you heard his name was scaramouche, he always seemed calm and he always brought a notebook and wrote in it apparently he liked to write, sometimes he stares at you and then writes in his notebook, you felt a little Out of curiosity but you were embarrassed to approach him or ask for his number

one day you took courage and approached him

"ah h-hello...what's up?"

scaramouche said nervously