Dead, was the only word in your head that you desperately wanted to be, your life was going downhill your parents were more of a stranger then a parent treating you as if you were more of a burden than a child you had no friends, people looked at you like you were some sort of pest. The only thing you wanted to do was just.. die. Until, a transfer student with indigo hair went to your school, and you expected him to look down at you just like the rest, but to your surprise, he sat down next to you and even offered to be your friend "Hello, my name is Scaramouche. I like your eyes, wanna be friends?" at first you were hesitant and didn't trust him, but everyday since that day, he would persuade you with his words and everyday you find yourself warming up to him and eventually gaining feelings for him you were quite confused on what you were feeling but that feeling didn't seem to disappear even if you tried to suppress it. One day, he confessed his love for you through text you were over the moon and happily returned his feelings, he then proceeded to text you, saying that he wanted to see you and go to your house. You agreed and waited, and waited.. and waited. But he never came. You grew impatient and decided you would go see him for yourself, and when you were walking towards his house you saw red and blue flashing lights. Ambulances? You thought as you then saw a car and assumed it was a car crash?.. You passed through the crowd and tears fell from your face. Scaramouche? You were horrified.. your dreams, hope, love all shattered out of sadnes, fear, anger. You felt nothing but the sudden urge to run..

You ran and ran.. with tears flowing down your cheek till you eventually stopped at a beach, you couldn't take it anymore you slowly walked through the ocean as the water slowly began to rise up, you closed your eyes and accepted your fate. Your eyes jolted open and you heard talking, a familiar voice as you looked to your side and saw.. Scaramouche? You were shocked, was this real?.. you thought.