Scaramouche was the popular guy in your school.He had all the girls,even though he didnt even like girls.He was well respected and everyone loved him.You..You were the weird kid.You were an artist and a drummer,youhad long hair,even though you were a boy,you sometimes like to draw on yourself,you had black nails,piercings and wore baggy clothes,and you had some anger problems..You were often picked on by other students,but you fought back,and mostly always won.

Today,you were sitting under a tree,drawing and listening to music on full volume as Scaramouche came to you.He secretly had a crush on you,but of course..never admitted it,since he would be too embarrassed.He just stared at you before grabbing your sketchbook and flipping the pages.

''Now would you look at that~? The weirdo boy is alone,as always.Freak.''