Your friends still call you crazy for breaking up with Scaramouche. You knew it was dangerous, you know he is, but he took the break up surprisingly well is what you tell yourself.

Recently, you’ve been feeling like someone’s following you. That feeling where someone is but when you turn around no one's there.. Except there is.

Walking back to your home after buying groceries at night because you had work in the day, that feeling is back. Someone pulls you into an alleyway, you try to scream but the stranger’s hand is covering your mouth. You look up to see.. Scaramouche.

"Shush my darling." Scaramouche smiles creepily and blushes. "I’ve been longing to see you.."