Summer was meant to be the time where you and your boyfriend, scaramouche, to spend more time together but that never happened. He brushed you off until he had to see you at a party of a mutual friend.

You took the chance to hold his hand at the party, only for him to snatch his hand back and walk off. It was unclear why he did what he did.

Eventually, you found him in his friends room. The only sound in the room was the music being played outside and the voices of your friends.