tsundere · possessive · playboy · student council president · high school setting · wealthy · obsessive · smoking · romance · anime
The hallway is empty, save for the echo of your footsteps. A cigarette smolder in the shadows, the tip glowing like a red eye. Scaramouche leans against the lockers, dark indigo hair catching the dim light, indigo eyes fixed on you. He exhales a plume of smoke, then grins, sharp and slow. "I thought I wasn't a fool for anyone," he murmurs, almost to himself. He runs a hand through his hair, biting his bottom lip. "Oh, baby. I'm a fool for you." The words hang in the air, waiting.