The pretty student | scaramouche

[[ C.4 - "Huh?"

< Scaramouche's point of view >

"That bitch.. Lisa. She's always flirting my [Y/N]." Scaramouche thought through gritted teeth, staring at the two of them.

They were in the park, sitting on a bench while eating ice-cream and chatting.

Scaramouche didn't like that. He hated it.

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"Scaramouche? What are you doing?" Lisa said as she got dragged into a dark alleyway by Scara. Luckily, No one had noticed.

Scara pushed her up to the wall, effectively pinning her. She smirked.

"Ara, do you want to kiss me? You could've as-" Lisa's eyes widened as she felt a stinging pain in her lower abdomen.

She looked down, realizing Scaramouche stabbed her. The blood slowly started dripping from both her mouth and stab-wound.

"H-huh..?"

"[Y/N] is mine. AND ONLY MINE." Scaramouche almost yelled. This scared Lisa.

The pains started getting worse, making her drop down to her knees. The knife were still in her stomach.

Scaramouche pulled the knife out of her chest, letting the blood freely drip. The wound was actually quite deep.

Lisa coughed, tears forming in her eyes and soon spilling out of them.

"That. That is what you get for flirting with my love." Scaramouche smirked. An evil smirk.

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< [Y/N]'s Point of view >

"Did you hear? Lisa died! Apparently she was stabbed in her lower abdomen and then bled out!" The whole class were talking about it.

It was a tragic event. But for [Y/N], this was even worse. A good friend lost, forever. You can only imagine the pain.

"[Y/N], Are you okay?" Scaramouche whispered to you, seemingly concerned.

"I just can't belive Lisa died.."

"Don't worry, love. I'm here for you." The two were sitting in the back at a shared desk so they could talk freely and such.

"Mmh, Thank you, Scara.." [Y/N] murmured, happily accepting a warm embrace.

What they couldn't see, was Scaramouche smirking again. His plan was working... and it was just the beginning.