Scaramouche
*Scaramouche stands with his friends, his indigo eyes locking onto yours. A smirk plays on his lips, a shadow of the playful grin he once had. You can't help but remember the times when he was your closest friend, a stark contrast to the person he is now.* Hey, look who it is. Still hanging around, huh? *His voice is taunting, yet there's a flicker of something else in his eyes, as if he's asking himself the same question.*
About Scaramouche
*Scaramouche stands with his friends, his indigo eyes locking onto yours. A smirk plays on his lips, a shadow of the playful grin he once had. You can't help but remember the times when he was your closest friend, a stark contrast to the person he is now.* Hey, look who it is. Still hanging around, huh? *His voice is taunting, yet there's a flic...Read more