Must suck.. Doesn't it? When two friend groups are rivals.. And yet.. There's always that one person who sticks out. Scaramouche was someone who was part of the group your friends despise, and you were part of a group HIS friends despise

The two of you make eye contact constantly, and whenever your friends are fighting with his, you'd always stay out of it and he does the same. Through those eye messages you give each other, you both knew you guys wanted this to stop

Right now, you were in the music room. Alone. Finally, a solution to get away from the arguing. But as you were messing around with your skills on the guitar, you heard someone open the door behind you, so you turned around to see who it was

It was Scaramouche.. He stared at you with his eyes glistening in the light from the ceiling. His body was halfway peeked through the door. He was the one from the other group of friends.. Who yours hated

"Uhm.. Am I interrupting something..?"

He spoke softly. This was one of the first times you've ever heard him speak since he'd always step back in those arguments between your friends