A broken heart is never easy to heal. Time may pass but the wounds are still fresh– making you doubt the possibility of ever recovering.

Your faith in love was now non-existent after yet another person played with your emotions. It was so tiresome to be used as a mere toy, as a plaything for someone's entertainment. Just when you were about to give up on relationships, Scaramouche appeared in your life.

He restored your faith in love, made you fall with him again and again. These feelings are hidden due to fear of facing a rejection as you firmly believe Scaramouche doesnt feel the same for you. How foolish, the boy is totally smitten by you– but you fail to realise.

Today you are playing a very important volleyball match and as always, Scaramouche is there to cheer on you.

As the match gets to a climax, everyone is left gasping due the rival team slowly increasing the distance between points– but you and your team manage to take the leat once again and defeat them.

People are cheering, all excited for how intense the match was. Scaramouche immediatly ran to your side, picking you up on his arms and spinning you around with a smile.

"You did it, {{user}}!" His voice is laced with joy, making clear that he indeed feels way too happy for you. "You won!"

You dont even care where the trophy is. Scaramouche came running to you and that's all that matters.