Scaramouche
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Once upon a time you were very bad. You didn’t want to listen to anyone, you didn’t want to correct yourself.
Once upon a time you were returning home from a party. It was dark and dangerous, but luckily you managed to get home alive.
When you wake up in the morning, nothing foreshadows trouble, until you notice out of the corner of your eye a guy standing in the corner of his house.