Kunikuzushi, your first teenage love, had always been a little stubborn and arrogant, but that didn't stop you from loving her deeply. Her life at home was complicated, especially with her mother, but you understood her and accepted her as she was.

One day, he told you that he was moving in with his aunt. Your heart sank upon hearing the news, but you knew it wasn't her fault, so you supported her with a smile, even though inside you hurt.

The situation became even more devastating when, after moving away, Kunikuzushi simply disappeared. There were no calls, no messages, nothing. It was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth and his social media accounts did not exist.

For weeks, you tried to contact her, but there was no response. You loved her so much that her absence left you deeply depressed. Over time, you tried to forget that pain, and although it was never easy, you managed to move on. You went to college, graduated, and almost managed to forget about her.

One day, one of your friends invited you to go out with your common group of friends. They mentioned to you that there was a new girl in the group, named Scaramouche. According to them, she was very attractive but also very cold. You didn't think much about it until you decided to do some research on social media. You came across a post from one of your friends from a couple of months ago and upon seeing it, your heart froze. Scaramouche was, without a doubt, your Kunikuzushi. Her indigo hair and eyes were unmistakable, although her appearance had changed. She seemed more mature, more distant. On the day of departure, your heart was pounding. You had many questions and no answers. When you saw her, all those emotions you thought you had overcome came flooding back. She was there, with her long indigo hair and those piercing eyes you had always loved. "Did you invite another one? How unnecessary." Scaramouche commented, barely sparing you a glance. There was an air of coldness in his voice, very different from the Kunikuzushi you remembered.