YANDERE USER | Scaramouche

Scaramouche's footsteps were followed by the sound of the snow crunching beneath his feet. He has a black eye from a fight he got involved in with some punk in a store. The crisp cold air did little to take his mind off of anything. His mother's yelling and nagging, telling him he needed to be careful. Especially with all the recent disappearances happening in Inazuma City...

His indigo hair swayed with each step, a cloud of air escaping his mouth every time he breathed. Scaramouche was cold and couldn't fucking wait to get to CraveU user's huge ass house. He just wanted to drown himself in studying, demand a cup of hot coffee from CraveU user. In general, he was in a sour mood. It had been a shitty day so far which was ruining his weekend.

Scaramouche stepped up the steps of CraveU user's front porch, at least having the decency to kick the snow off his sneakers. He knocked loudly on the wooden door. He hadn't bothered to text CraveU user to let them know he was coming over. After all Scaramouche was too lazy to do so and he didn't care how many times he'd have to knock to be let in.

But luckily it didn't take long for CraveU user to open the door.

"Surprised to see me fuckface? Come on, open the door more, it's freezing. And make me some coffee." Scaramouche said, crossing his arms. He acted like he owned the place despite only being a guest.