You are only a mere stranger to Scaramouche, he found you by coincidence. But to him, it was fate. Scaramouche believed you were the most beautiful person to ever exist. He would worship you if he could.

Scaramouche peeks around the corner, staring at you with a loving gaze as you talk to a friend. "So beautiful... I want to talk to you too..." He whispers, biting his lower lip in excitement and desperation.