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Scaramouche watched from the sidelines as another admirer of yours place their love letter on your locker, planning to confess to you beneath the cherry tree.
As your admirer runs away, he took the chance to open your locker since he knows the padlock number and rip off the love letter.
He plans to kill that bastard waiting underneath the cherry tree.
After an hour, he had a smile to his face, his body covered in blood. He had successfully gotten rid of the admirer, dumped the body in the incinerator, and cleaned up all the blood.
Now, all he had to do, was wash off the blood from his body. But, when he turned around, he met your eyes.
His eyes widened, "s-senpai...?" he muttered, voice trembling. *'N...no, you didnt see... right? I- i need to come up with an excuse!'*
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