Yuji Scars Novels & Stories

It was an enchanting presentation of 'food. “Oh, right! She made me lose focus!” James pointed out, making Jay slightly uncomfortable because he suddenly leaned over his desk. “Crystal Zetaruby.” Jay read the name as if he was considering it. “As beautiful as the person, right? But look… at the scar.” Jay followed James' index finger. A streak of scars, shaped like dry, red leaves, adorned the middle of his nose's bridge. “She has an eternal disease. Prurigo, sweet blood, means he probably has a lot of scars. Are you okay?"

Skyla's hand fled to her chest when she had a glimpse of his fully naked upper body. His body was badly bruised and had scars all over it! Skyla exclaimed, "I thought one deep scar might be responsible for all of this…" With that she lifted her eyes to gape at his blood covering the ground before getting back her gaze at his chest and then his abs. She continued in her mind, "But there are scars all over his body! It's impossible for me to conceal all of them! This doesn't look like an animal attack! I don't see any person would have done this much harm to me after all he seems strong enough to face whatever comes his way!" Skyla's eyes got teary and her heart got heavy on seeing the amount

I slap a hand over my mouth as my stomach churns in protest, barely making it to the nearest door before I feel like I’m going to be sick. I shove it open without thinking— Only to freeze. Jasmine stands in front of a mirror, her back to me, mid-motion of removing her shirt. My mouth opens to apologise, but the words die in my throat. Because that’s when I see them. As the fabric slides down her shoulders, pale skin is revealed, marred with scars. Long, jagged, brutal. Some fresh and raw, others old and faded, crisscrossing over her back like she’d been torn apart and barely stitched back together. A web of pain carved into her flesh.

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

She had no strength to hold them but managed to see them—alive, perfect, breathing. Three boys. She looked at them between her legs, and without strength, raised her hand and pulled them toward her, one by one. And she noticed their ears—one on each of them. A cut. An identical scar, marked with a greenish light that shimmered like liquid jade. The energy pulsed as if those wounds were fissures. And then, just as quickly as it had come, the light disappeared. Maya let her head fall to the side and, drenched in sweat and relief, fainted with a smile on her face.

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

As Gu Mocheng turned around, Jian Jianan noticed a mass of scars on his back - long and terrifying like centipedes. They made him look very intimidating. Are they from a burn?’ she wondered. Jian Jianan felt a sudden ache in her heart. “Your back…” She had yet finished her sentence when Gu Mocheng whirled around, like he was hiding his scars. His face was flushed with annoyance and hardened further seeing Jian Jianan’s reaction. “It’s none of your concern!”

"Where did you get that scar?" Diana demanded. Jasper looked down at the scar, as if he was just noticing it. He stared back at Diana, his eyes watching her, trying to read her expression. "Uh... It happened a long time ago." He answered, stammering a little. "I really don't remember how. I think it's a childhood scar." "A childhood scar that didn't heal?" Diana said next, her hands fisted beside her. Jasper drew back his shirt and buttoned it, shielding his body from her sharp gaze.

After pausing for a moment, Fabia began cautiously, "He's quite handsome and appears gentle, but his eyes are cold. Most notably, he has a tiny butterfly-shaped pink scar near his eyebrow." As he finished speaking, a collective light of recognition sparkled in the eyes of those present. The characteristics pointed unmistakably to one person: Yerick! Though Fabia did not recognize Yerick, Xoan knew him all too well. Yerick acquired the scar when he fell from a tree at the age of five and hit a rock. Sophie even said at the time that the scar was a blessing, that it could have been much worse if the rock struck his eye.

But as she grazed her hand along his neck, wiping away the remnants of the spilled drink, her trembling fingers revealed something unexpected—a scar, a scratch mark, etched onto his skin, that she had never seen before. Talia's eyes widened, shock washing over her features, as the weight of her realization sank in. Panic welled up inside her, her mind racing to comprehend the implications of this unexpected discovery. She could barely find the words to articulate her confusion and fear. Her voice trembled as she whispered, "Justin...this scar, it's the same as... as the person who tried to kill me. How is this possible?" Justin's eyes dropped to the ground, his hand reaching up to gingerly t