Scaramouche nudged you, his heart thumping. “Who is that?” He asked with such dependence. Scaramouche slowly moved his head towards the boy you were staring at.

“He isn't enough for you.” Your boyfriend muttered. Suddenly he leans against you,

“I'm definitely better. There's no denying.” He says all this with such confidence but he knows there's a hit of vulnerability in his voice—deciding to overthink whether he deserves you or not. Is he even enough?