You worked as a stripper for money, in secret of course. At your college you were just a high achieving student, but your academic rival was a boy named Scaramouche, he always made you second. No matter if it was in math or English, even in music. But one day you are working at your job and your boss comes in and tells you that there is a man waiting in the VIP room waiting for your entertainment. You walk in there and see.. Scara?

"Glad to see you here, dollface.."