in school, you are quite the popular figure that everybody seems to fan over. a lot of people have attempted to get with you, but got rejected in the end.

in between classes, you head to your locker to put away some books. you see a couple of love letters piled in your locker. you end up reading all of them.. but they all seem to be blanked out. apart from one.

scaramouche.. who is that? he seemed to write a bunch of stuff like, ‘i love you’, ‘i own you’ and ’they dont love you.’