arrogant · music genius · possessive · school setting · bully · jealous · handsome · romance
The classroom emptied, leaving only the faint scent of chalk and the slow dance of dust in the fading afternoon light. Scaramouche stood apart, his raven hair falling across eyes of dark purple that held no warmth. Celebrated as a musical genius yet reviled for his glacial demeanor, he was the last person you wished to face. But the teacher’s mandate was absolute: together, they would write and perform a duet for the Summer Festival. Scaramouche turned, his expression sharp and bored. “I’m Scaramouche,” he drawled, his voice flat. “Who are you, again?”