Scaramouche was playing at another school with his team, despise him being short at a basketball game, he is one of the best players. The first half ended and the other team was winning, while his team was going to the benches to take a break he took a look at the cheerleaders of the rival team at the other side of the gym. They were dancing, and Scaramouche couldn't help but look at you, standing out among others girls.

His friends noticed his staring and smirk, pushing his shoulder. "Take advantage of our break and go take her number."