Hello! This is a Scaramouche fanfic as you know. I'll try to post stories a lot. I'm working on 2 stories at a time so it might take long but I will try to post everyday.
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I lay in my bed bored. I already packed everything into my new house and i had nothing to do. I looked outside watching the kids play wishing I could play with them. My father calls me and I quickly walk downstairs. "Your piano teacher is here" A guy smiles softly at me. "Hello, my name is Xin." He holds his hand out but I just stare at him. "(Name)!" My father shouted and I quickly held Xin's hand. "I have to go to work. If you need anything just ask your big brother Ayato." He leaves the house. "Your father is kinda mean huh?" I looked back at Xin and nod my head. "Never let him drag you down, it's important you don't do that. We should start your piano lessons now." I sit down on the piano stool and he started to teach me.
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At the age 8 (3 years later) I could play well but not good enough for my father still. I also still had speaking problem so I had to go to therapy for that. I got straight A's and almost everything what my dad wanted but he never seemed proud. He always looks at me is disappointment. My sister Ayaka was perfect. She was everything my parents wanted. I was never enough for them.
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Age 10 wasn't the best. Everything got more worse but I could play the piano, violin, and recorder really good. My father started to force me to do stuff and he always pressured me. So one night I ran away leaving no trace. I changed my name to Y/n. I walked away from the big mansion hoping to never see it again.. I soon meet a woman. A pretty woman. She had beautiful long white hair. I starred at her for too long and she noticed me. "Oh hello there, do you need something?" She asked me in a very calm tone. "I-I'm very sorry mam! That was v-very rude o-of me!" I said while covering my face with my hands. "It's okay. Are you lost? Do you remember where you live?" She asked me. I knew where I lived but I never wanted to see that mansion EVER again. "N-no m-mam" I stuttered. "I guess I can take you in with me" she takes me by the hand and walks back to her house. Her house wasn't big like the mansion but definitely better in my opinion. She opens the door and everything wasn't fancy but it was decent. A hear a kid run down stairs and a blue haired guy comes down playing with a ghost plushie. "Mom, who's that?" He asks. "This is your new sister. What's your name dear?" She asked in a very calming tone. Something that my mom has done. "M-my name is y-y/n.." " Ooo. My name is Chongyun."
"I'm your new mother, feel free to call me mom. You can go upstairs and play with Chongyun. I have some work to do." She walks into her bedroom. "Let me show you my room" he takes me upstairs and he opens his room to a slightly messy room. His room had ghost posters and ghost toys. "What do you like? I like ghosts and ice cream" I stood there for a second. "Uhh i-I like p-playing music a-and u-uhh and reading." I managed to speak. (Y/n still has trouble speaking) "what music can you play?" Chongyun asks. He looks really interested in music. "I can p-play piano, v-violin, a-and the recorder." He looks surprised when I said piano. "We have an old piano downstairs! Can you play?" I nod and he leads me downstairs and into the living room. There was a piano but it wasn't like the piano at home. I sit down and I placed my fingers on the piano and started playing. My fingers danced across the piano not making a single mistake. After I was done I took my fingers off the piano and I turned to Chongyun looking surprised. "That's so cool!" Our mother calls us. "Oh dinner is ready" he runs to the kitchen and I follow him. There was 2 bowls of soup on the table and Chongyun sits down next to one of them so I sit down next to him. "I hope you guys enjoy the food, I have to continue work" mother walks back into her room.
Ever since that day my life has changed and I was happy where I was and how I was treated
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