touching the prohibited : scaramouche

all starts with you

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disastrous encounters
all starts with you

WHEN I TURNED AROUND, the smile that had always been plastered all over my face fell immediately. patience was virtue, they say, yet it was something i definitely did not have even if i tried for a life time. at this point, i just couldn't wait to go home and stick my ass to my bed or maybe eat popcorn while watching a movie.

"oh" i grimaced as i held the numerous gifts that i received earlier, it was the first day ever since christmas break after all.

i wasn't in the mood to fulfill each and everyone's expectations, maybe that it why i left early, making sure to refuse everyone's invitations, whether it was to the mall or the karaoke or other popular student hangouts.

reading self learn books was already a bother, why did they think that someone would whole heartedly read these letters? how annoying. the first genuine smile was seen on my face when i spotted a trash bin near by.

on to the trash bin they go. "how odd."

my heart skipped a bit as i turned around to see a guy towering over me, it wasn't because i found him attractive, definitely not because i was inlove with him. in fact, i didn't want to tangle myself with him, not even for a second. but here i am, he was in front of me with the infamous smile of his. his aura screamed sadistic and cocky all over, i don't even question why he is said to be the most despised man in the university.

i could only wish that he didn't see how i acted earlier, or else i'm finished. this encounter just proves to me that new year wishes are a huge scam, especially that i remember rolling "excellent luck" on there but here i am.

"put a smile here and there, accepting your love letters and gifts saying you'll keep them. and here i see that you just throw those away." scaramouche laughs, he certainly made sure that every word that escapes his mouth annoys me to the core. even though, i tried my best to put on a so-called genuine smile. trying to put on my act and hoping he'd buy it.

i've spent my 5 months of my first year attempting to keep up a good image to all my school mates and i don't want this guy to ruin it all for me. i've experienced various things in life, whether it was to be the social butterfly in class, the nice girl facade, and so on. but all my life, i only despised one role in life and that was when i showed everyone the real personality of mine. because i had no one. so for the past years, i tried my best perfecting this facade. maybe it was because it was extremely lonely, and i envied people who had someone to go to whenever they needed it.

"i won't buy it" fuck you.

i felt my hand naturally grip the hem of my skirt. i wasn't directly involved with scaramouche, although i was aware of his background as the most despised guy in school due to his attitude and 'lack-of-morals', as said by everyone. like i said, i wasn't directly involved with him, i had no reason to hate him whatsoever and i didn't want to base my views solely on rumors. but now? i just rose from unranked to the person who detested him the most.

i sighed, stared at him for a few seconds and sighed again. i know, i'm being dramatic but don't judge me, i do admit that i can be the most dramatic person in earth and i'm proud of that. and since it came to this, i could only ask him the question, "what do you need from me?"

"what do you think about dating, ms. goody two shoes?"

did someone throw a bucket of ice over me or was i overthinking it? his question sent chills down my spine as my widened eyes stared at him in shock. he has a rotten personality and i wished that i would never be with him. did i mishear him? no, i wished i misheard him. but i didn't. and that's definitely a problem.