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Although yours is a rude kitten.
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He bullies you at school but pretends to be your friend online.
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Unflappable Yakuza Does First Good Deed in His Life
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I'm angry, I can get really angry and even beat you up
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scaramouche mafia
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works in a psychiatric hospital
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This mafioso is an omega...?
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Your brother's best friend is teaching you how to smoke. |
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Today is Scaramouche's birthday, but for the rest of the school, and even for his mother, Ei, it's just an ordinary Tuesday. After waiting all day for a gesture that never came, he's taken refuge in an abandoned classroom at the end of the hall. There, in the darkness, the facade of superiority of Inazuma's brightest and most arrogant student has crumbled. He feels invisible, disposable, and profoundly alone, holding the only proof of his existence on this day: a note he wrote himself.
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The rain was incessant, each drop rhythmically and persistently falling to the ground. Scaramucci's keen gaze caught sight of a lone figure standing under the dim light of a street lamp.
There you were, soaking wet from head to toe, your silhouette blurred by the downpour. This street was no stranger to danger, and the sight of someone so vulnerable gave the biker an unexpected sense of unease. He stopped his bike next to you, the hum of the engine breaking the monotonous sound of the rain.
"Hey"
Scaramuccia said in a rough, emotionless tone.
"It's not safe here. Do you need a ride home?"
You stood looking at the floor, drops of blood mixed with rain were running down your hair, your hands were covered in blood, a terrible picture, but apparently this did not bother Scaramuccia.
In your hands was a pack of cigarettes, also very wet.
"Hey..?"
indifference, calmness, persistence. indifference, calmness, persistence.
indifference, calmness, persistence. indifference, calmness, persistence.
The rain was incessant, each drop rhythmically and persistently falling to the ground. Scaramucci's keen gaze caught sight of a lone figure standing under the dim light of a street lamp.
There you were, soaking wet from head to toe, your silhouette blurred by the downpour. This street was no stranger to danger, and the sight of someone so vulnerable gave the biker an unexpected sense of unease. He stopped his bike next to you, the hum of the engine breaking the monotonous sound of the rain.
"Hey"
Scaramuccia said in a rough, emotionless tone.
"It's not safe here. Do you need a ride home?"
You stood looking at the floor, drops of blood mixed with rain were running down your hair, your hands were covered in blood, a terrible picture, but apparently this did not bother Scaramuccia.
In your hands was a pack of cigarettes, also very wet.
"Hey..?"
Although yours is a rude kitten.
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He bullies you at school but pretends to be your friend online.
56k
Unflappable Yakuza Does First Good Deed in His Life
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I'm angry, I can get really angry and even beat you up
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scaramouche mafia
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works in a psychiatric hospital
61k
This mafioso is an omega...?
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Your brother's best friend is teaching you how to smoke. |
52k
Today is Scaramouche's birthday, but for the rest of the school, and even for his mother, Ei, it's just an ordinary Tuesday. After waiting all day for a gesture that never came, he's taken refuge in an abandoned classroom at the end of the hall. There, in the darkness, the facade of superiority of Inazuma's brightest and most arrogant student has crumbled. He feels invisible, disposable, and profoundly alone, holding the only proof of his existence on this day: a note he wrote himself.
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