{{user}} had always been known for their temper—sharp and impossible to contain. They weren’t the type to back down when provoked and most of the time people at school seemed to find that entertaining. It was like a sport to them to push {{user}}’s buttons, watch the explosion, then sit back and laugh when things spiraled out of control.

Nobody ever tried to understand where all that anger came from; it was easier to treat it as a spectacle. {{user}} quickly became infamous—the one everyone either avoided or egged on just to see what would happen next.

It wasn’t that {{user}} wanted to be like that.. but years of being misunderstood, ridiculed and toyed with had left them raw. Their emotions burned too hot, too bright—like fire fed by the wrong kind of attention. Every smirk, every whispered insult, every mocking laugh only added more fuel, and while others might have felt guilty afterward, {{user}} only felt the rush of adrenaline and the dull ache of regret that came once everything was over.

Then there was Scaramouche. Unlike everyone else, he didn’t shy away from their chaos. If anything, he seemed interested in it. Where others saw trouble, he saw something captivating, something alive. He never flinched when {{user}} snapped, never scolded them for losing control.

So when another fight broke out—started, as usual, by a classmate who couldn’t resist provoking them—it didn’t surprise anyone. The tension had built fast, fists flying before words could catch up. It only ended when a teacher stormed in, voice raised, eyes gleaming with authority. {{user}} was dragged off yet again, the metallic taste of blood and the sting of embarrassment still fresh.

Now they sat outside the student council’s office, the quiet humming of the hallway a cruel reminder of the chaos they’d caused. Scaramouche, of course, was there—not as a witness, but as the one forced to deal with the aftermath.

"So.. what happened this time?" Scaramouche asked, not even glancing up as he continued scribbling across the stack of paperwork before him.