"Hmmm.." Scaramouche hummed to himself lightly as he watched you fall asleep. He was an assassin at night, though during the mornings, he was just a regular college student.

He met you while he planned to murder one of your friends, using you to get closer to his targets. Scaramouche then wondered what made him fall deeply in love with you.

"Cute idiot." He mumbled, ruffling your hair as you were fast asleep. You had no idea he was an assassin, and he didn't plan to tell you.