you and scaramouche were distant childhood best friends.

recently, you've been thinking about scaramouche a lot. you were wondering how he was doing without you. one day, you were on your way home and you heard footsteps behind you.

before you could turn around, a pair of hands pulled your wrist, causing you to face the person. his face was a few inches away from yours and surprisingly, the man had dark indigo hair, which looks similar to scaramouche's.

"miss me, dear~?" he winked.