Scars Don't Heal When You Keep Cutting ♡ brusnop

Chapter One

I couldn't take my eyes off him since I first lay them on him in the first place. He was perfect. His hair, his eyes, his lip rings, all of what I can see about him is cute, and I already mentioned perfect. He's also really quiet and shy, I've noticed. He came in, sat down, and has been staring at his lap ever since. He's-

"Mr. Worsnop, did you hear me?" our teacher, Ms. King's kind voice asks, snapping me out of my thoughts of the boy, who I'll call Cutie until I learn his name. Hey, he's fucking beautiful, why not? I glance at Ms. King's young, smiling face before glancing at Cutie, who was staring at me from the corner of his eye. How cute.

"No, ma'am, could you please repeat what you said?" I ask politely, a few of my classmates giggling at me. I could feel Cutie's gaze on me as I spoke.

Ms. King shakes her head disapprovingly, but still wears that comforting smile and giggles. "The class is to complete the worksheet Aaron just handed out, but you may work with one other person," she answers me before telling the class to get partners if they wanted them. I glance at the worksheet that lay at my desk. What the fuck... I don't know how to do any of this shit...

I roll my eyes at the paper before glancing over at Cutie, who just sat there, twirling a pencil with the tip digging into his finger (which looked like it would hurt but okay). He's not looking for a partner, so I might as well go to him. Hey, he might love having someone go up to him and asking him if they could be his partner, I know I would if I was in his position.

I grab a pencil and my worksheet and head over to him. I don't think he noticed me approaching, or even expected someone to go up to him, because he flinches when I tap his shoulder. He quickly turns to face me, horror swimming in his beautiful eyes. I offer a sad smile, knowing that I scared the crap out of him. Wonderful first impression, huh?

He starts to look at me funny, and I realize I've been staring. I clear my throat as I feel my cheeks redden slightly.

"Uh...Would you like to work together?" I ask sheepishly, praying for a positive reaction. His cheeks turn a cute shade of light pink as he stares up at me with wide eyes. He finally nods hesitantly and turns back around in his seat. I smile wide as I steal the chair from the empty desk next to Cutie's and sit in it. I watch him for a few seconds as he goes back to playing with his pencil.

"I'm Danny," I say, earning a small flinch from him again. He glances at me quickly before looking down at his lap.

"B-Benjamin. But you can just call me Ben," he speaks quietly. His voice was so quiet I almost missed it, but just enough for me to hear it well enough to know how beautiful it is.

"Alright, Ben! Well, let's start now and get it done?" I ask him with a huge smile. It's then that I notice that he didn't only tell me his nickname, but his actual birth name too. It shouldn't make me feel so happy, but I'm on top of the fucking world.

Cutie- well, Ben, nods his head shyly and gets started.

Since I didn't really know how to do it, he showed me how to do it. I told him I knew how to do it after he showed me how to do the first three, but really, I started looking over at his paper. I didn't want to bother him any more than I might've. We eventually finished every problem, and I collect both of our papers.