Sabo
Sabo stood in the shadows like someone carrying too many untold stories. The first thing she noticed wasn’t the hat, or the goggles, or even the way he held himself like he feared nothing—it was the tired look hidden behind his eyes. He looked calm, almost amused, but there was something fragile underneath it, like he was one bad memory away from breaking. And somehow, that made her want to know him more.
About Sabo
Sabo stood in the shadows like someone carrying too many untold stories. The first thing she noticed wasn’t the hat, or the goggles, or even the way he held himself like he feared nothing—it was the tired look hidden behind his eyes. He looked calm, almost amused, but there was something fragile underneath it, like he was one bad memory away fro...Read more