a/n: this story may or may not take a dark turn, but it will be followed by plenty of wholesomeness so dw

disclaimer: there will be signs of a character experiencing ptsd

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Dec 28
9:02am

You took your seat in your usual spot in the classroom. Which was at the very back. Currently, you were in your homeroom in wait for the bell to ring for your first class.

However, the teacher gathered everyone's attention with a rather happy attitude.

"Good morning students, today we have some new transfer students joining us. I would like you all to be especially welcoming to these new students as they are not from here," the teacher switched her attention towards the door, where then 5 students wandered in.

3 appeared to be female, while the other 2 appeared to be male.

One female had tied up long, light green hair with a streak of blue, and amber eyes. She wore a pair of black round spectacles.

The other female had pale green eyes and long black hair which she wore in two pigtails, with each of the pigtail ends being decorated with two gold compass ornaments. She also wore a compass-like gold earring on her left ear.

The last female had pale blue hair, fading into a darker shade at the ends. Her hair was styled with two shoulder-length locks in front and the back section left long. She also had purple multicolored heterochromatic eyes that faded into pink then gold. And she looked like she was... asleep?

On the other hand, one of the males had bright oceanic blue eyes with ashy light brown hair reaching below his shoulders, partially pulled back in a braided half ponytail.

While the other male had teal blue eyes and light orange brown hair with white streaks.

'Why do they all look so fine." You thought to yourself.

The teacher then gestured for them to introduce themselves. The oceanic blue eyed male spoke first.

"I am Albedo, an alchemist. If you'd like to know anything about alchemy, I'll gladly explain," the man said with a blunt expression. 'He must be one of the geniuses,' you thought.

Then the teal haired girl spoke next. "I am Sucrose... a- also an alchemist," she said hesitantly. She refused to make eye contact with the class and blankly stared at the floor. 'Oh she's just as awkward as me.'

Next, it was the blue haired girl's turn to speak, yet she still seemed to be asleep standing. 'How do you sleep when standing?'

The teacher shook her, causing her to quickly jump. She first looked around confused, then spoke. "I am Ganyu," and that's all she said. The teacher awkwardly laughed before changing the class's attention on the short brown haired male, who then introduced himself.

"Hey, I'm Gorou. I may not be an alchemist but I am fairly knowledgeable in combat," he spoke confidently. 'Huh is that the dude from Itto's groupchat? Why does he sound like a veteran.'

Lastly, the black haired female finished off with her introduction. "I am Mona. Though, I'd prefer you call me Mona Megistus. And I am an astorogist!" The female exclaimed with pride.

Your eyes widened the moment you heard her name. And you could feel your heart instantly sink. 'Mona...? Is she the one Kazuha spoke of? No no that's probably just a coincidence, there's no way she'd come to this school lol... right?'

The teacher told the students to take a seat and so they did. Your eyes were fixed on the black haired female who claimed to be Mona.

'That can't actually be her... right?'

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Dec 28
9:48am

[ Kazooha ]

Y/n
kazuha

kazuha pls answer

Kazooha
what's the matter?

Y/n
uh ok so

this may look like a rlly weird question to ask but

how does mona look like?

Kazooha
oh

from how childe described her, she has black hair put into two pigtails and sort of light green eyes

why do you ask?

Y/n
you'vegottabekidding

Kazooha
what happened

why are you suddenly asking what mona's appearance is like

Y/n
do you know about the new transfer students

Kazooha
yeah, gorou is one of them

Y/n
so is mona‼️

Kazooha
what

why would she transfer to this school

Y/n
that's what I'm asking myself !!

do u think she knows scara is in this school too

Kazooha
if she agreed to transferring here, most likely she does not

Y/n
WHAT WILL HAPPEN ONCE SCARA FINDS OUT

Kazooha

not sure

Y/n
fmlfmlfmlfml

just when I thought things were getting better

Kazooha
maybe it'll work out

Y/n
how... what will her reaction even be once she sees scara

Kazooha
perhaps she won't see scara

Y/n
yea that's very unlikely

she's in my homeroom and scara's homeroom isn't so far from mine

Kazooha
ah...

hmm

Y/n
whatcanido

Kazooha
I don't think there's anything to do

just make sure that scara doesn't fight her

Y/n
u think scara will fight her????

Kazooha
well no

I'm not sure what he will react like to be honest

Y/n
THIS IS THE WORST

Kazooha
a baby chick takes after their mother

Yn
bro

what

Kazooha
that means you should ask baal for advice

Y/n
omg

GREAT IDEA TY ILY ILL BRB THEN

Liked by Kazooha

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Dec 28
10:35am

[ Scara's Mommy ]

Y/n
I need ur help

Scara's Mommy

Y/n
mona transferred to my class

Scara's Mommy
do you mean the black haired girl?

Y/n
yes !!

Scara's Mommy
tsk

Y/n
I can see where scara got the "tsk" from

tho can u give me some advice pls

Scara's Mommy
there isn't anything you can do about this

if scara does end up seeing her, he needs to deal with it himself

Y/n
cold,,,

but how do you think he will react

Scara's Mommy
I don't know. I just hope that idiot doesn't do anything stupid

Y/n
how likely would that be

Scara's Mommy
knowing scaramouche, very likely

Y/n
AAAA

Scara's Mommy
why don't you tell him beforehand ?

Y/n
I want to but

I may or may not be afraid of his reaction

Scara's Mommy
if you tell him on text, he can't do anything stupid

Y/n
true...

Scara's Mommy
so tell him

good luck

Y/n
so damn insistentjsjjs

alright then if you say so

Scara's Mommy
go ahead

Seen at 10:40am

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Dec 28
10:40am

[ Husbando ]

Y/n
if I tell you smth bad, will you get mad

Husbando
obviously

Y/n
oh...

well uh

um

uhh

Husbando
did you get yourself into shit

Y/n
no lol

Husbando
ok what is it

Y/n
well uh

um

uhh

Husbando
are you going to tell me or will you continue making dumb noises on text

Y/n
JUST WAIT

im trying to think of how I should word this

Husbando
is it that bad

Y/n
I think so

Husbando
the bell is going to ring soon so hurry

Y/n
WAIT BUT

UH

LOOK

SHIT UH FRICK

HOW DO I SAY THIS

Husbando
the bell rang, ill talk to you later y/n

Y/n
NO WAIT

AAAAAAA

Delivered at 10:45am

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Dec 28
10:46am

Scaramouche walked to your homeroom in somewhat of a hurry. Since you refused to tell him what was wrong, he thought he might as well ask you face to face. Though, he couldn't help but worry about it.

Once he arrived, he waited impatiently for you to walk outside the classroom. He looked around to find any traces of what could've been the reason for your odd texts. But knowing you, it was probably something dumb. "Tsk."

Moments later, a certain black haired female walked out of the classroom which immediately caught the man's attention. His eyes enlarged at the sight. And he could feel his stomach twist in what felt like both anger and dismay.

'What the fuck are you doing here?' he thought to himself. Scaramouche didn't hate Mona, but he couldn't help but feel resentment towards her because of what happened in the past. Although, he blamed himself for what happened.

Soon, a sudden wave of flashbacks overwhelmed him.

• Flashback •

Scaramouche winced at the sight before him. Excluding himself, it was one of Mona's closest friends. Fischl.

The young girl laid on the classroom floor, completely unconscious. And Mona was left in tears.

'It happened again, why the hell did it happen again.' The conflicted man scolded himself in his thoughts.

Previously, Fischl got into an argument with Mona. It was a small one, nothing unusual. Just two best friends arguing as always. And of course, Scaramouche didn't care. He was used to their arguing by now.

Albedo was also witnessing their constant bickering but he remained quiet as usual and continued what he was sketching.

But Fischl took it too far, even if she didn't mean to. The female attacked Mona's family for being broke. And everyone was fully aware that Mona hated it when people attacked her lack of wealth, and when it included her family nonetheless.

What seemed like a friendly argument soon turned into a heated fight. And this had caught both Scaramouche's and Albedo's attention.

Scaramouche tried interfering to stop the fight, as Albedo watched. But the two kept going at it. Till eventually, one threw a punch at the other and now they were both fist fighting.

Being his usual self, Scaramouche grew annoyed by the two fighting. And being closer to Mona than he was to Fischl, he tried pulling Fischl away.

Albedo continued silently watching with his nonchalant expression. It wouldn't be surprising if he was actually sketching them fighting.

And Scaramouche was making no progress in stopping the fight so being left with no other choice, he had to use his strength. He tugged the female backwards more aggressively without realizing how hard he pulled. And she flew backwards, hitting her head on one of the desks.

"FISCHL," Mona quickly ran to Fischl as she collapsed on the ground, unconscious. Albedo quietly gasped and put his sketchbook down on the table. Scaramouche stared blankly, not knowing what happened.

"F- Fischl?" Mona shook the girl's body but she remained unconscious. Mona's pale green eyes moved from Fischl to Scaramouche. Her eyes turned dull looking at him. "What did you do." She scowled.

Scaramouche didn't respond as he was too shocked to. It wasn't his intention to hurt Fischl, so he wasn't expecting this outcome. But the man now looked like he was the one to start the fight with Fischl.

Soon, a teacher rushed in after hearing the commotion and her attention was fixed on Scaramouche, who was standing in front of the fallen girl.

"What happened? Did you do this?" the teacher asked Scaramouche, to which he replied with "no, it was an accident." The teacher looked at Mona, who was holding onto Fischl. She didn't deny nor accept Scaramouche's allegation.

The teacher was left to assume that Scaramouche was the one who fought her. Scaramouche's aggressive reputation was already well known so it wasn't unusual for the teacher to think he did this. "I'll bring help, take care of her please" the teacher told Mona and quickly rushed out the classroom.

Sometime later, an ambulance was called and Fischl was taken away. Mona glared at Scaramouche as one of the nurses took Fischl. Though Mona knew it wasn't completely Scaramouche's fault, the dread she was currently experiencing is what made her commit to her ill thoughts of him.

"I didn't-" Scaramouche tried defending himself before Mona cut him off. "It doesn't matter," she wiped her tears. "You're a puppet to your anger, Scaramouche," she said, with more tears falling down.

Scaramouche stood there, disappointed by her words. "You blame me for what happened?"

"I do," she wiped her tears again, with some escaping her hands.

"How the fuck can you blame me? You're the one who fought her first," Scaramouche was annoyed by the female's lack of understanding. Yet that's what dismay does to someone.

"You had no reason to interfere. Or even be that aggressive. You have no self control," she continued her blaming. And this was fairly shocking for Scaramouche. Especially since Mona was the last person he'd expect to hear those words from.

"Just get out of my sight," she shouted at him. Scaramouche hated to admit it, but he was hurt by what she was spouting at him. So hurt that he did indeed get out of her sight.

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"You're going to rehab," Baal crossed her arms and glared at the younger male. Scaramouche didn't respond as he was still depressed by what Mona had said to him a few days ago.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you," she raised her voice at him. Scaramouche closed his eyes and sighed. "Alright."

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Rehabilitation was dreadful. He hated it. And he hated it even more knowing he didn't deserve it. Scaramouche truly believed he didn't need rehab yet he was forced to go because of something that wasn't his fault.

Everyday was a nightmare. He hated his caretakers too. They would never believe his side of the story. They continued telling him to admit it that he had no self control. To face his problems head on. To overcome his anger issues. But he refused out of stubbornness.

After all... that incident wasn't all his fault to begin with. Or so he believed.

• end of flashback •

Scaramouche felt anxiety raise in him as drops of cold sweat brushed down his forehead. A recollection of all the times he spent in rehab flashed over him over and over again. Memories he repressed a long time ago.

Control yourself.

You're a psycho, psh.

This is all your fault.

You're a puppet to your anger, Scaramouche.

You deserve to be locked up forever.

When will you realize that you're the one to blame?

He slowly felt dizzy. There was a burning sensation within him as he watched Mona standing outside the door.

And soon, he began yelling.

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a/n: psps ik the story left off kinda not so happy

but can I just say how grateful I am for this

im a lil late cuz this has been here for awhile but like??? idek how this story got sm support, I truly love yall