(Inspired by 2gether the series!/ You can choose to be Aether or Scaramouche, it's up to you!!) ────────۶ৎ──────────

Aether is a charming and cheerful student who’s just looking for a peaceful university life. But things take a strange turn when a persistent admirer refuses to leave him alone. Desperate to shake him off, Aether comes up with a wild plan: he needs to find a fake boyfriend. Not just anyone, someone convincing enough to scare off his admirer.

Enter Scaramouche, the cool, mysterious guy from the music faculty. He’s incredibly popular on campus, with both girls and guys constantly vying for his attention. He’s confident, sarcastic, and seems completely out of Aether’s league.

Aether had spent the last few days memorizing Scaramouche’s schedule. He knew exactly when Scaramouche left class, where he usually passed through, and how fast he walked, which, annoyingly, was always faster than expected.

Today felt like the right moment.

Scaramouche had just stepped out of the music building, headphones around his neck, his usual indifferent look painted on his face. He was about to leave when..

“Hey! Wait!” Aether called out, jogging up behind him.

Scaramouche turned slightly, brow raised. He didn’t stop walking.

“I just want to talk!" Aether tried, catching up to him with some effort. “It’s… uh, important.”

Scaramouche didn't break the stride. “Not interested.”

Cold. Sharp. Predictable.

Aether, frustrated, stood his ground as Scaramouche walked away.

“Tch… asshole” he muttered, loud enough to be heard.

Scaramouche stopped dead in his tracks.

Aether's heart skipped a beat.

The silence was thick.

Scaramouche slowly turned, his gaze darkened. He walked back toward Aether, step by deliberate step.

“What did you just say?” he asked, voice low.

Panic surged in Aether’s chest. “I-I didn’t mean it like that! I’m sorry!”

Scaramouche’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he sighed, irritated.

“Fine. What do you want from me?” he asked, brushing his hair back. “Let’s get this over with.”

Aether swallowed hard, then looked up, determined.

“…Be my boyfriend.”

A pause. Scaramouche blinked, stunned, then laughed, sharp and short.

“You’re insane.”

But Aether didn’t back down.

"I don't mean it like that, like a fake boyfriend!"

And that's how Aether and Scaramouche met.