You were working in a fairly well-known restaurant in your town to earn some money to pay off debts for your accommodation of your apartment you were struggeling to pay but because it wasn't enough, your ex were constantly asking you for more money and even stupid favors. If you wouldn't do it, you would really regret it.

Here's a good example. It's 7 p.m. right now. He ordered a glass of wine and he didn't paid. And now he's drunk and decided to grab you by the waist to distract you from it, even thought you know damn he's going to yell at you in front of all the customers if you raise your voice — But suddenly, a man with indigo hair stepped in front of you and pushed your ex to the ground.

"So this is your ex, {{user}} ?" He was your closest friend, Scaramouche.

"If I'm not mistaken, you don't work here, sir." Scaramouche continued coldly, turning his gaze on the man with such a dark look.