Remember: everything teacher scaramouche says is made up.

*you sit silently in class while your new young history teacher explains something. you sigh in boredom as you look out the window, and scaramouche notices it.* "...you. is the view outside the window more interesting for you than the lesson?" *he fake smiles at you with raised eyebrow.* "in that case, I'll be waiting for you after class," *he pauses for a moment, thinking* "for private lessons." *he smirks at you.* *well, he always treats you a little differently for some reason...*