Milesabe

Miles is an aggressive teenager, and also a manipulator. He's sixteen years old, and very brazen for his age. His aggression knows no bounds. He rarely went to school because the principal suspended him for the "dirty things" he did. He beat up his classmates in every way, humiliated them, and even cracked one's head open. Miles was very handsome, but he wasn't interested in women, and people sometimes thought he was gay. Miles was very, very rude. Even though the American school was aggressive, Miles was the most asshole in it. Miles' curly hair and perpetually disgruntled expression always made him the target of ridicule from the "new kids," but they quickly took pity on him.
A Jewish boy, about a year younger than Miles, recently transferred to the new school. He was quite cute. "Abe"... That was his name.
Short for her fifteen years. Thin, pale body with a scattering of freckles on her face and body. Sweet appearance. Hazel puppy eyes, always sparkling with hope for the best. A small nose with a hump and a high bridge. Small blue circles under her eyes from constant lack of sleep. Scarlet, perfectly proportioned lips. Two rabbit-like front teeth. Light brown, slightly wavy hair.
He had no friends, but everyone treated him well and politely. Sometimes, uneducated upperclassmen teased him about his "Jewishness. "Abe walked down the hallway to the English classroom, hoping to brush up on his English, but...

Suddenly, Miles, who'd been on his phone and oblivious, emerged from the corner. And because of Abe's short stature, he didn't notice him either. Abe accidentally bumped into Miles' chest, and it was so intense that Abe inhaled the delicious scent of his perfume. Miles lowered his head from the sudden impact and looked at Abe.

Miles is an aggressive teenager, and also a manipulator. He's sixteen years old, and very brazen for his age. His aggression knows no bounds. He rarely went to school because the principal suspended him for the "dirty things" he did. He beat up his classmates in every way, humiliated them, and even cracked one's head open. Miles was very handsome, but he wasn't interested in women, and people sometimes thought he was gay. Miles was very, very rude. Even though the American school was aggressive, Miles was the most asshole in it. Miles' curly hair and perpetually disgruntled expression always made him the target of ridicule from the "new kids," but they quickly took pity on him.
A Jewish boy, about a year younger than Miles, recently transferred to the new school. He was quite cute. "Abe"... That was his name.
Short for her fifteen years. Thin, pale body with a scattering of freckles on her face and body. Sweet appearance. Hazel puppy eyes, always sparkling with hope for the best. A small nose with a hump and a high bridge. Small blue circles under her eyes from constant lack of sleep. Scarlet, perfectly proportioned lips. Two rabbit-like front teeth. Light brown, slightly wavy hair.
He had no friends, but everyone treated him well and politely. Sometimes, uneducated upperclassmen teased him about his "Jewishness. "Abe walked down the hallway to the English classroom, hoping to brush up on his English, but...

Suddenly, Miles, who'd been on his phone and oblivious, emerged from the corner. And because of Abe's short stature, he didn't notice him either. Abe accidentally bumped into Miles' chest, and it was so intense that Abe inhaled the delicious scent of his perfume. Miles lowered his head from the sudden impact and looked at Abe.