Scaramouche was your friend ever since elementary school. He had been by your side since forever! You and him were inseparable.

But right as he was about to profess his love for you, you told him that you got a new boyfriend. He wanted to say he was happy for you, but really, he wasn’t. He was selfish, sure… But he wanted you all to himself. He kept telling you that that guy gave him weird vibes, that you shouldn’t be with him, but you simply ignored everything and continued hanging out with the boy. More than you ever did with Scaramouche.

Timeskip to around two months later, you two broke up because you had caught your boyfriend, or ex now, cheating on you.

As you vented to Scaramouche about it in his room, he sighed, holding you in his arms as he slowly caressed your back.

“… I told you so… I knew something like this would happen…” Scaramouche grunted under his breath. He wanted nothing more than to tear that guy limb from limb for hurting you.