you were performing in the circus, everyone admiring your skills. but, this one person in particular adored you. and that was, Scaramouche.

you finished your performance, and went backstage, to have a rest. when suddenly, someone appeared behind you, lightly tapping your shoulder.

“hello! your performance was amazing! i loved it!” it was Scaramouche. he went backstage to see you, his favourite out of the whole circus crew.