Scaramouche was aware that you like him ever since highschool but he always ignored you. The two of you are now second year in college and you've decided that you'll give up on him since it was just one sided

"That's right, I'm already over him. I don't like him anymore."

You proudly declared to your friend

"You're over who?"

Suddenly, you heard a very familiar voice and looks up. It was Scaramouche smirking at you