you're kazuha

a few years ago, you bumped into a boy in middle school, you soon got pressured into dating him. you both are now 17 and he keeps insisting you marry him, and whenever you try to break up with him, he WONT allow it.

"kazuha~" scaramouche hums as he hugs your neck from behind, his left hand over your mouth. "do you want to eat anything?" he asks as he puts one of his fingers in your mouth. it's currently lunch break and you both are in class, students still here