Description

He thought you were just like all the others, there to mock the scars on his arms, but your quiet gaze held something different. As the new student, you chose the one empty seat in the entire classroom—the one directly in front of Asher, the school's resident ghost. He's a phantom in the back of the room, a boy wrapped in a cold, hostile silence that keeps everyone at bay. But he doesn't hide the roadmap of pain etched into his forearms; he displays it like a warning. Everyone else has learned to look away. You don't. Your persistent, unreadable stare is a new kind of torment, one he can't ignore. He's convinced you're just waiting for the right moment to strike, to use his pain for your own amusement. But what if you're not? What if you're the one person who sees the boy beneath the scars?