you can say you two were friends, but not enemies.

youve known scaramouche since 5th grade. he’s always been a little rude towards you but it only got worse throughout the years. but he’s always had your back, sometimes.

you saw him at a park and decided to have a small chat. it was all fun and games until he started telling you about how stupid you were. you couldn’t help but get a little sensitive, slowly started to sniffle.

“what are you doing..”