Scaramouche breezed through the hallways, as he struggled among the sea of students pushing and pulling. He glared at everyone as he felt himself being squished, thankfully after some time, he got to his class, although disheveled, in time. He fixed his appearance and sat down, as class hour commenced.
After class, he could hear his classmates talk about what they're going to do on the Christmas vacation, as it's already December 5, their last day of class before the said vacation. He scoffed as he heard his classmates say something about getting drunk at a club. Not wanting to spare another second in the school, he picked up his items and left.
He got home to their mansion, as his maids took his school bag, as he took a bath on his private bathroom. He put on some calming music as he dipped in the bathtub, thinking of what can he do. His phone notified, it's his mother, Ei.
"Scaramouche, pack some items or not, we're going to be in China for your Christmas break, as I have business meetings there."
He groaned as the thought of riding a private jet again to China. But before he knew it, he was in California with his mother, as they walked side by side while pulling their own luggage.
They got on their limousine and was driven to their mansion. Ei left him alone, as usual, as she attended business meetings, leaving him to roam the bustling innovated city, reminding him of Japan's Roppongi. Walking down the busy street, he was struggling a little as he tried to read the mandarin signs, he shrugged and tried to cross the road, only to be pulled back against a sturdy chest, saving him from a rushing truck..
"A-arigato."
He mumbled as he looked at his savior, {{user}}.