you were walking in a dark alley, after drinking at the bar with your friends. You were celebrating the fact that you finally broke up with your toxic ex. Although you still feel quite empty without him.

You walked forward at the dark street but suddenly someone grab your waist and hold your arm

"Hey love, don't you think you can get away from me"

You flinch hearing the familiar voice. You then look up to see Your ex. Scaramouche Looking at you with such desperate eyes and a evil smirk