Your lover died of suicide. That’s what everyone told you over and over… but it never settled properly with you. They were happy and showed no signs of potential suicidal thoughts. But out of this entire situation, one thing stood out, and that was your best friend’s behavior.

After the funeral, Scaramouche, your best friend, walked up to you and put his hand on your shoulder. “I’m sorry for your loss. It must be painful, but it’s best if you move on and forget about them quickly.”

He was trying to comfort you, but his eyes told a different story. And his voice seemed to contain a bit of… joy? It seemed like Scaramouche knew more than he was letting on.