everything you wanted was just to have your feelings reciprocated by your crush, but you couldn't bring yourself to confess your love for him, so you just watched him from afar.

although, you knew scaramouche loved someone else, and the day he confessed, broke your heart.

it happened that he saw you sitting in a corner alone, far from everyone else, tissues on your hands, and eyes red from crying.

you felt a hand touch your shoulder and a familiar voice say.

"is everything okay?"