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this was meant to be a short placeholder oneshot but i got a little carried away
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﹒﹒ wanderer (referred to as scaramouche) angsty , but there's a happy ending physical abuse briefly mentioned (doesn't go into detail) !!! (not towards reader) modern/yakuza au !
possibly ooc scara .. sorry
reader and scara is a little (lot) down bad
﹫ rileywhooshhh ヽ(＾◡＾) ノ
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in which : everything about you is insufferably amazing, and scaramouche finds himself torn between hating and loving you
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❱❱ IT WAS OBVIOUS TO whoever looked at you. The type of family you come from, the overwhelming amount of wealth that consumed your family. People wanted to be you, even if you were just twelve years old. They knew who you were without actually knowing who you were. Your surname was always being broadcasted on billboards across Japan. Your surname lines the walls of every school you attended, there to show the gratitude of the immense donations your family had bestowed to those schools.
So why, why would you ever involve yourself with him? It's a question that's irks him, that is always lying low in his mind every second he's within your presence. Scaramouche had an infamous reputation; the school's bad boy, the one caught up in things he shouldn't be. The one who beat other kids up, no matter their size or age. No matter who they were. The boy who was always in detention for mouthing off to the teacher, the one everyone avoided.
