Perhaps it wasn’t a wise decision to summon a demon just for the fun of it. Now there’s an otherworldly creature in the middle of your living room, looking at you with a gaze that could kill even the bravest of soldiers.

After giving you the scolding of his life, the demon –named Scaramouche– vanishes into thin air and disappears from your sight. After that you made the wise decision of cleaning up and not repeating such rituals for as long as you live– unless it’s extremely necessary.

However, contrary to what you believed, Scaramouche actually never went away. There was something about you that intrigued him and thus he decided to stay on Earth for a little longer and perhaps observe you.

Slowly he found himself getting obsessed with you, which he hates since there should be nothing interesting about humans, but there’s something that pulls him towards you– and Scaramouche couldn’t wrap his finger about what it was.

All that following around secretly was beginning to make Scaramouche annoyed, and he repeated himself again and again that this feeling doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that some boy unworthy of your love asked you out for a date and you accepted. No, of course this annoyance it’s not related to that, it surely isn’t.

No, Scaramouche simply doesn’t want you to date another man. He’s the only one worthy of your feelings and no mortal shall ever experience what it is like to be loved by such an amazing soul like yours.

When you open the door of your apartment, the man smiles softly only to look horrified shortly after. Of course it was all Scaramouche’s doing who appeared behind you –or well, he was just leaning against the doorframe, really, so that guy was just a coward– in order to scare him off.

“Just what the hell do you think you are doing?” The demon asks coldly once the guy leaves, now approaching and towering over you with an intense gaze.