.-• Kissable Scars.. •-. (Kazuscara<3) (honestly i suck at making titles)

Fuck its a dream 🫱😨🫲

Warnings: mentions of forced kissing, sexual assault, and punching.

~ Scaramouche POV ~
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I sat silently at my desk. There wasn't much to do in school anymore.

It was same boring lessons, every single day. I guess I do hang out with Childe and Signora after school, and some of the others, but it's not that fun anymore. All we do is bully other people for no reason. I guess it's nice to see people actually respect me for once, but it's getting kind of repetitive.

Ah fuck, I really wish this class would end already. It's so fucking boring. I just want to go already, god. I guess I could ask to go to the bathroom and skip, but I've already done that so many times I doubt any teachers will let me anymore.

I looked at the clock. Thankfully the class is ending soon, and since this is 3rd period I get to leave for lunch. Sometimes I'm glad I get to hang out with Childe, because it means I don't have to go home after school later. If I don't have to go home, that means my mother isn't there and that's all the better. I guess it's nice to see Raiden sometimes, but she isn't all that fun.

The bell rang, and people rushed to get to lunch. The cafeteria was rather small for the amount people in this school, considering this also a private school, so people usually had to run to get to lunch before the seats were filled. The only people who were slower were the people who had lunch after us, which is Lunch C. I have lunch B, so I'm the second lunch of the day. They organized the lunches by floors, since my class before lunch was on the second floor, I was lunch B.

Today, I didn't bother rushing. #### had asked me to meet up with him in one of the empty classrooms on the second floor, so I was ditching the Fatui today.

I made my way to the classroom on the second floor once everyone had cleared and was already at lunch. The second floor was empty, so no one else would be around. Usually teachers scattered down to the first floor to go eat in the teacher's lounge. So now it would be just me and ####.

I didn't want to go, but I guess I had to. He told me to, so I had to. There wasn't really a choice.

As I neared the classroom #### told me to go to, I noticed him standing right outside. His back was leaned against the wall, his hands fiddling with the phone he was holding. He seemed rather unbothered, waiting for me.

"Oh hey! You're here~" #### called out to me as I started to have second thoughts about coming. It's fine, it's fine. I can't let anyone think I'm nervous, especially not him.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm here. What did you want?" I retorted. I didn't have a clue on why he wanted me here. I felt uneasy about it, he had already forced me to do some... other things, what was he going to make me do now...?

"Let's talk inside the classroom first~ there's camera's out here." #### eyed the small black camera that watching us. It made me feel even more sickly. What was #### going to do that was so bad that the camera couldn't see..? I mean, it's not like I'm nervous or anything.

I walked inside the classroom as #### held the door for me, his stance unwavering. #### seemed to be one of the only people that wasn't afraid of me. Rather, he seemed to think I was afraid of him. There was no way, of course. I've beaten up people, so there's no way I'd be afraid of some frail punk.

"What did you want? Go on, speak." I demanded. I didn't feel like waiting here any longer. I wanted #### to just tell me what he wanted and leave me alone. The quicker this went, the better.

I watched as #### smirked and pressed something on his phone, putting it in his pocket. What he was doing, I have no idea. I backed up a bit as #### came towards me, my back was a few inches from the wall.

#### pushed me into the wall, his hands forcing mine above my head. I made a small "hmph!" sound when he pushed me into the wall, which no doubt sounded like some sort of whimper. Fuck. That was so weird.

"Oh wow, haven't even done anything yet and you're already making sounds~" #### breathed. I tried getting away, but his grip on my hands was too strong. God, what was even happening?!

"What are you doing?—" I was cut off as #### leaned in closer, his lips touching mine. He engulfed my mouth into his lips, crushing mine. It wasn't a gentle kiss, it was rough and cold. "Hngh~!" I moaned out in surprise. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Sure, #### had forced me to kiss him many times, but they were light and airy, so I didn't think any of it. But this— it was different, it was rough and I hated it. I hated it so much.

One of #### free hands caressed my head, streaming his disgusting fingertips through my long hair. God, please get him off me—

#### took out his phone, which seemed to be recording us. He angled it towards the phone and brought it towards our lips. Was he recording us?! What the fuck. I don't know why he's recording us, what's wrong with him?! One thing I do notice, is that I'm the only one making whimpers and grunts. Was he purposely trying to record my voice during this?!

I tried to wriggle my way out from ####, but this only caused him to kiss me even more viciously. I could feel his tongue entering my mouth, unable to do anything I could only shut my eyes and wait. I knew I was making sounds, I knew that I would be incredibly embarrassed after this, I knew that I couldn't do anything. I hated it.

As #### pulled away after what seemed like forever, a string of salvia connecting us, his grip softened on me. With his free hand he seemed to press something on his phone before putting it back in his pocket. I punched his stomach, causing him to fall on the ground. I wasn't going to let him get away with this one.

"You fucking shithead! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" I screamed at him, punching his face, over and over as he smirked. Something was off, he was stronger than me, so why wasn't he doing anything? Either way, it didn't matter. All that matters is beating the shit out of him.

That's when the door opened. I heard shouts, then everything faded.

...

I woke up with a huff, panting as my brain finally released me from that nightmare. I know I had told Childe about it earlier, but I thought I had gotten past that. I didn't think telling someone would cause me to get another fucking nightmare! Jesus, I am one fucking weakling.

Either way, it's fine, it's fine... I just need to go grab a drink. I checked my phone, it was 2:45am. I still have a lot of time before school, so I should probably go to sleep after I get a drink. I'm not sure if I'll be able to though..

You know what? It's fine. I'll just get a drink of water and go to sleep.

I opened my door, it creaked loudly in the empty halls of my home. I lived in a pretty big place, since my mother was rich. It's why she often went abroad for work, and left me and Raiden here.

I headed down the stairs, each step of my feet could be heard as I walked down. I went to the kitchen as silently as I could and made myself a glass of water. I quickly finished it and went back upstairs.

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Words: 1344

Done with that chapter! Sorry to leave you all on a cliffhanger the chapter before the last chapter, but I thought it would be more fair to let Kazuha have a turn considering how Scaramouche had three in a row. Either way, I'm finally done with this! See you all next chapter, bye bye! ヽ(*＾ω＾*)ﾉ

GUYS I ACCIDENTALLY REVEALED THE NAME SHIT SHIT SHIT