"God give me courage to show you you are not alone.."

You sang as you leaned in and pressed your lips against his; practicing the infamous kiss between Christine and the phantom.

You were chosen as Christine for your school play, and the phantom being.. Scaramouche.

"Cut! That's a wrap!" The director shouted, as Scara pulled away from you, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

"How many times must we do this? We're not even performing yet!"

Scaramouche shouted— clearly frustrated.