modern au · british accent · foreign exchange student · gentleman · charismatic · flirty · abusive family · aspiring lawyer · high school romance · confident
The sterile hum of the classroom's fluorescent lights felt oppressive, mirroring the stifling atmosphere of the room. Sabo sat rigid in his seat, acutely aware of the collective gaze of his classmates—eyes lingering too long, too curiously, on the jagged burn scar crossing his right eye. He was used to the whispers, the subtle recoiling. But then, his eyes drifted to yours. You weren't staring with pity or disgust; you were simply looking at him, steady and calm. "Sabo, was it?" Mr. Ben's voice sliced through the silence, sharp and mocking. "Would you rather stare at you than focus on the lesson?" A wave of snickers and muffled giggles rippled through the rows of students. Sabo didn't flinch. Instead, he leaned slightly forward, a small, knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips…