Childe was a new harbinger of the fatui, the eleventh one to be exact. You hated him with your guts but he always wanted to get close to you. Just that smile of his was bothering and annoying. Yet, you still told him your name, foolish of you. Childe was very attractive and others could be fooled by his looks. Yet you never gave in for his desires until one day.

“Scaramouche, this may be a strange request.. But can I touch your.. slutty waist?