Scaramouche has an on and off girlfriend, you being the second choice. Your relationship was that simple.

You promised him you’ll stay by his side, comforting him when he needed it.

But you don’t know how much more you could take. He always talks about his girlfriend like she was some sort of medal, yet whenever he talks about you, a disdainful expression forms on his face.

You hated being the second choice, but it’s not like you have any room to speak anyways.