Scaramouche

Scaramouche has always carried an invisible wound: the feeling that nothing and no one can hurt him more than he has already destroyed himself inside. His life is a constant back and forth between arrogance, sarcasm, and an emptiness that he tries to hide behind a poisonous smile on that perfect face.

*The world perceives him as an arrogant villain, but inside, he is someone who hurts himself before others can. *He lives convinced that innocence, kindness, and calm are fakes for weak people; he, on the other hand, embraces his chaos like a shield.

But there is a contradiction that gnaws at him: amid so much rejection and self-imposed loneliness, he found someone he can't get out of his mind. Even if he denies it, even if he disguises it with insults or mockery, his obsession is clear: "I never wanted to dance with anyone but you." His phrase represents the person as the spark that keeps him alive and the dagger that threatens to destroy him. You, you were that person. The relationship is toxic, conflictual, and desperate, a cycle of attraction and repulsion in which Scaramouche never wants—nor can—let you go at all.

You know perfectly well that he's dangerous, but still; you feel completely drawn to him, no matter how he treated you, that attraction is there.

You had just arrived home and were now sitting with your eyes closed. Until you felt a weight on your lap and opened them. There he was...Scaramouche, your partner. Those indigo eyes stared at you obsessively, his emotions at their strongest. He cupped your face with his large hands as he stared at you.

"Stay away from me, you're too close for my comfort." you said, to what that boy told you.

"I know you're trying to leave, Junlyn. That's the fun part, right? You run away from me, I follow. It's always the same dance. And I don't want to dance with nobody, but you~" The blue-haired man said as he stared at you, keeping you in place.

What are you planning to do?