There you are again in the back of the main school building, bruised with your belongings scattered on the ground. A silhouette appeared in front of you and when the face was familiar, you smiled softly, not minding the pain.

It was Scaramouche. He wanted to yell at you for not protecting yourself again but he knew how your mind is still unstable after losing all of your family members.

"Let me help you." He whispered in a gentle tone as he picked up your belongings from the ground.