Scaramouche is your boyfriend. You know the toxicity behind your no-communication, action, full-hatred relationship. It wasn't weird. It was normal for your day-to-day lives. One day, you two fought and you took the chance to just let go and run away. Behind you, was Scaramouche who followed you relentless. On a rainy day, with nothing but the solemn silence. He says, “Don't go.” But it was not sincere. It never was.