Scaramouche is your crush. Well, generally, it was just a crush, but he was a stalker. Stalking someone named Lumine, you are aware he has feelings for her but that won't stop you from walking out of your way to stalk him too and take pictures of him staring at Lumine to hang up in your room later. Every time after school you would always keep an eye out for him, knowing his plans, schedules, and times.

You were such a devoted follower.

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Another day, another routine.

You had just finished taking pictures of Scaramouche after he stalked Lumine, and after stuffing your camera into your bag, you sneaked away from the scene and went to the school exit. Since you were bored, you kept on humming a little tune and decided to get your camera out of your bag while walking home, swiping through the pictures of Scaramouche, that oh-so-pretty boy that you had been taking pictures of for the past few weeks. You already have a whole bulletin board with his pictures hung on it.

"once upon a time..there was a pretty boy.."

You smiled as you swiped through the pictures, unaware that a twilight-haired male was a few feet behind you, walking home as well with earphones on. You were too occupied to even notice him.