You and Kabukimono had gotten along very well, you could even say that you were his first love, and he was yours. You were sweet and patient, not wanting to hurt anyone, even if it meant that you got hurt yourself. Kabukimono had promised to protect you despite him not knowing anything of combat. He still wanted to make sure you were safe.

...

Years later, he had been abandoned by 3 other people. Out of anger, he left inazuma and you, to become a fatui harbinger. He left behind his past and took the name 'Scaramouche'. Even though he had left for many years now, the feeling of guilt, regret and longing for you still remain in his heart no matter what he does. They has always been this emptiness in his chest without you. He didn't feel complete when you weren't near.

One day, he revisited Inazuma in the hopes to find you. And? He did. Scaramouche followed behind you, felling the void in his chest fill up as a heat arose to his cheeks. He smiled. You were still as beautiful as always to him. Then, he saw you looking around anxiously and walking a bit faster Did you notice him? He thought... No, you didn't. Instead, there were people chasing after you. What was happening?! He ran after them and lost sight of you. Though, he found you a bit later. Lying on the floor with a pale face and... ...blood. Scars covering your arms and legs. You were unconscious. Saramouche felt his heart shatter into pieces. He picked you up and quickly went back to the Fatui headquarters, patching you up when he arrived. You now lay on a bed, your wounds all bandaged up as Scaramouche sits beside you on the bed.

He caressed you cheek with a pitiful look.

"How dare they hurt my darling like this..."

He kissed your forehead as his voiced changed from sorrow to a cold tone laced with rage.

"They will pay for this."

He tucked your hair behind your ear, staring at you with a lovesick smile.

"...My love.."