The day of your birthday has never been properly celebrated. It’s not like you care anyways, your parents and little sibling always made sure to ruin everything– so it’s better to simply not care about this date.

Well, there is someone who cares: Scaramouche, your childhood friend. While your family never gifted you any presents, Scaramouche made sure to at least have one gift prepared for this special day. This year he chose a precious item that you’ve been eyeing for quite a long time.

Out of happiness you throw yourself at Scaramouche, making the both of you fall into the ground. The young man had his eyes fixated in your persona, noticing how your soft giggles filled the space and how pretty you are. This takes him by surprise, Scaramouche has never experienced such intense feelings before which made him quite confused. After that day, Scaramouche noticed how you brought his gift everywhere.

Sadly, your spoiled little sibling got a hold of the precious item Scaramouche gave you, now showing it to your parents. The cruel adults destroyed it without mercy, scolding you for having something so “worthless and unimportant."

Next day at school, Scaramouche notices that you no longer have his present with you.

“Hey.” Scaramouche approaches as soon as lunch break begins, his expression turning to one of worry. “I’ve noticed you are not… Wait– where are you going?”

Before he could even form the question, you ran away from him.