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"who? scaramouche? he seems like a mysterious guy." _____________________________
you weren't paying attention in class, as if that was obvious enough.
while the others are learning elemental reactions and it's side effects, your eyes were on something else.
or perhaps, someone.
the one who caught your attention was a familiar ravenette, with a not-so-unusual bowl cut. his navy blue eyes focusing on the whiteboard.
he was resting his chin on his hand, slumping on his desk. he sure wasn't listening either, you could tell that he was practically trying his best to not sleep.
his name is kunikuzushi. but everyone else calls him scaramouche.
something about him just makes him interesting. sure his looks could pass off as attractive, and he's your usual bad-boy stereotype.
but he just seems so... what was the word again?
ah right, mysterious.
no one knows his past, no one dares talk to him either. he's quite the intimidating one.
only monamegistus, a friend of yours, was rumored to be brave enough to challenge him, but yet she ended up fleeing the fight.
who wouldn't, to be honest?
that event happened almost a year ago, and the rumors have died down.
unexpectedly, the very male you were spying on caught your gaze, piercing his fierce stare right at you.
if looks could kill, you'd be as dead as signora. oops.
startled and not expecting to get caught, you immediately avert your gaze to the whiteboard, like he did a moment ago.
you mentally facepalmed yourself, scolding you for being so careless and an idiot.
you could still feel scaramouche's stare at you, as if saying 'why the hell are you staring at me you lowly peasant? go stare at kazuha or something'.
kaedehara kazuha. your best friend, sitting beside you quickly picked up the tension between you and Scaramouche.
