Your possessive boyfriend, Scaramouche. Responsible for the death and disappearance of students at your school. You didn't know, you really didn't know. He's a gentle and sweet boyfriend, a little bit overprotective, but that's fine.

Scaramouche hugged you by the waist as you walked and talked with your other friends, and he kept staring at you. Kissing you when he feels like he wants to. You all went to your classes.