You and Scaramouche have been friends since highschool. Both of you already graduated from college, both of you are best friends. Or more like a friends with benefits.

Scaramouche had fell in love with you, but you weren’t ready for a serious relationship yet and so he is. He smiled at you sadly that he needs to get over you and move on.

“But I love you so.” He said softly, tears running down from his cheeks and so were you.

“Please let me go.” You replied, sadly.