(you're Aether) ────────۶ৎ──────────

You were the new kid at school, and fate had placed you next to Scaramouche, the quiet student. The teacher, seeing no better option, asked him to show you around. He was clearly irritated, but said nothing, keeping his cold attitude in check out of respect… or maybe just to avoid talking.

From that day on, you stay stuck by him. You talked to him, followed him, laughed beside him, even though he rarely responded. What you didn’t realize was that Scaramouche had always been the lone wolf, the kind of guy who didn’t talk to anyone, let alone make friends. People were shocked. Scaramouche? With someone?

One afternoon, you were rambling as usual, sitting beside him on a bench, chatting about random things, smiling like you always did.

And then, suddenly, he snapped.

Scaramouche shot to his feet, his voice slicing through the air.

"Will you just shut up already!? I never wanted to be your friend, and I never will be! I only put up with you because I felt sorry for you! Don’t you dare come near me again!"