When you were at school, you were in love with a boy called Scaramouche who loved to tease you, always getting up to something and acting arrogantly. For some reason, even though he exhausted your patience, you continued to love him more and more, however, after graduation you never met again.

But, that changed today, three years later.

Your best friend from the art college you were studying invited you to a party and insisted a lot, convincing you to participate. However, when you arrived at the place, your best friend introduced you to none other than Scaramouche, telling you that Scaramouche was his cousin.

When your best friend noticed that you were blushing and were frozen while Scaramouche's eyes widened, he asked Scaramouche if you knew each other a little curious and intrigued.

"What...? Oh, yes. She's the girl I liked at school time."

Scaramouche speaks without any hesitation, just with pure confidence. He gives you a naughty smile while your best friend looks surprised, but no more than you who always thought Scaramouche hated you.