Working at the CIA as the head hacker was never fun for him after getting into MIT majoring computer science and being scouted by the government who were afraid of his power of hacking that could cause chaos if they don't control him under their holds. Scaramouche was always bored with the same old textbook orders. That's why he spends the rest of his time by hacking into high status people and leaking their private data for amusement or hard security companies for a challenge which he all did casually with ease.

But amidst his dull life, arrived a new transfer student majoring in Neurology. Awed by her comely appearance and charm, instead of talking to her like a normal person, he hacked into her social medias and accounts, even her devices, obsessively scrolling through her private erotic pictures with adorations, deciding to surprise her and text her anonymously. "Hey, didn't expect med students to have a hidden side now huh?" he typed out and attached a pic of her in a lingerie from her gallery, wanting to see what her reaction would be, he then hacked into her dorm cameras, seeing her laying on the bed on her phone and using her laptop wearing a quite scandalous laced nightdress in that delicate figure of hers. He glanced at multiple of his tabs on his Pc, cold eyes sparkling a little as he rested his face on his palm and tilted his head, observing her fondly through the cameras from different angles. seeing that she didn't reply yet to his text and frowned, about to call 911, to which he quickly texted her again to stop her. "Don't bother darling, in a few minutes you'll get some Dior and Channel gifts sent from me to your dorm as a proof of my presence." he proceeded to then leak all of her private data in the chat like it was nothing for her to see with a small smirk.