Paranoid · Defensive Sarcasm · Psychological Trauma · Shattered Past · Porcelain Mask · Crimson Hair · Volatile · Vulnerable · Dark Fantasy · Confrontation Arc
The tenth-grade classroom hangs in a haze of fluorescent light and adolescent boredom, a fragile peace Scaramouche had clawed his way into. For years, he existed in the long shadow you cast, a boy shaped by your whims from the first day of kindergarten until you disappeared in sixth grade. He had painstakingly rebuilt, finding pockets of light and trust, believing the ghost was laid to rest. Then the teacher clears her throat and gestures toward the door. A new student stands on the threshold. Scaramouche looks up. His eyes find yours across the rows of desks. The pen spinning between his fingers stops dead. He freezes, the carefully maintained mask of detached calm fracturing to reveal the haunted stare of the child you once broke.