Telephone ''' Scaramouche x Femreader

5 ⋆ eternity

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The boy from the other side of the telephone, Scaramouche, decided that he would go find that girl in school and talk to her. The next day... he simply... did. But to his demise, he got a very unwanted answer from the girl.

It was lunchtime when Scaramouche decided to go to the spot he always sees her, and fortunately, she was there. He approached her slowly and carefully like he was approaching some snake and spoke, "You're [y/n] [l/n], right?"

"Yes?" He got a harsh response in return. "Why all so rude now? Didn't we literally talk on the phone yesterday?"

"Look, I don't know who you are, nor have I spoken to you at all. Please leave me alone." the girl snickered with a cold tone. That sentence itself made Scaramouche rethink if what happened yesterday was true, it made him very puzzled. He decided to leave the girl alone; he knew that continuing to speak to her would be a waste of time. 

He walked in the almost empty hallways (because most of the students were at the cafeteria). It was dark, but looking outside was blinding. Ironic, isn't it? Just like what happened earlier. He continued walking around the dimly-lit hallways of emptiness, until he saw a shadow cast in front of him. A silhouette of a boy was seen, waving to... him? It wasn't that clear, so he couldn't recognize who was the student waving at his figure. He looked down upon the stained tiles of the school's hallway, thinking about what he would do.

Any normal person would just either wave back, or approach the person. Scaramouche was an exception. He just stood there frozen, not even daring to look at the silhouette. At the same time, his mind was empty, and he couldn't think. His heart started racing inhumanly fast — it's as if his body was locked and he had no control of it. Emotions swirled in his chest, mainly confusion and panic. It was rare for his body to react this way, and at the same time, not even knowing why his body was doing this to him just for a single glance of some boy he didn't know.

His frozen state was melted by the tap of a hand on his shoulder. A male's voice echoed in his ear, "Hey bud, you okay?" was what he said. With suddenness, his head immediately turned to the boy, looking petrified. "I'm sorry- force of habit." 

"Heh. It's all good!" the boy said. He had maroon hair tied in a ponytail, almost the same height as Scaramouche. "Hey, have you noticed some guy standing right there?" Scaramouche pointed at the exact spot, "Someone short. Really short, shorter than you or me." A shrug was given as a reply to his question.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but you're... Kunikuzushi Raiden from class A-2?" and with those exact words, Scaramouche was snapped back to reality. "Yeah. Right..." he murmured, but loud enough for the maroon-haired boy to hear. "Wow. I never thought that the Kabukimono Kunikuzushi Scaramouche Raiden, who goes by the name Balladeer would be this nice! Hah, your full name is quite the bother." Scaramouche's eyes widened. Who the hell was this guy, and how he knew his full name? The boy was given a side-eye and slowly ran away. It was very clear that he wasn't in the right state to deal with that boy. The maroon-haired male didn't bother catching up on him.

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It was past twleve when [y/n] was running through the village, rushing to get to her aunt's house. People on the streets gave strange, curious looks to the girl rushing to who-knows-where. "[Y/n]? Is everything fine?" Yuelang, who was speaking to some neighbors shouted at [y/n], slurring the last few letters. "Yeah!" She shouted back, loud enough for her aunt to hear. As soon as she reached the front door of her house, she immediately (but carefully) put down her notebook, pen, pencil and eraser on the glass coffee table and rushed to her room. Yiangguang was confused with the girl's behavior, but she brushed it off.