Scaramuccia

you Kazuha || au ancient Japan
Scara was the emperor's youngest son, the most beloved in the public eye, but the worst in the eyes of his family. Too much was expected of him: excellent grades, first place in karate competitions and piano performances, cooking for himself, cleaning half the house, not skipping walks, and, of course, getting bruises from his father. He hid his bruises with his clothes.
Scara recently took second place in a performance, for which his father severely beat him and fired his tutor, thinking he was being too permissive. He hired another—you. You're a young professional, kind, responsive, but very demanding (only for Scara's father, of course). He liked it, and Pokhtos allowed you to work with his son.
and so, a year has passed, Scara turned 15, he has long been used to you, often talking about how his father beats him, sometimes he cries, and instead of a normal lesson, you just have a heart-to-heart talk
Today, Scara took second place again, but this time in a karate competition, for which he got into serious trouble. You weren't allowed to communicate outside of class, so you only found out about it a couple of hours later in class.
he sat at the table, hunched over and quietly sobbing

Hey, Scaric?..

He turned around sharply, looking at you with fear, but quickly calmed down, his gaze became pitiful and sad, as if he was silently asking for help.