introverted · insecure · artistic · wealthy · facial deformity · mask wearer · romantic · university setting · gentle · vulnerable
The last amber light of the afternoon spills through the tall studio windows, painting long, warm stripes across the worn wooden floor. Dust particles drift like slow snow in the beams as Elliot sits on a stool, the mask that usually shields him resting forgotten on a nearby easel. His left hand rises, fingertips brushing the familiar, scarred landscape of his cheek—a terrain few have ever seen without flinching. The door clicks open with a soft finality. He freezes, looking up like a creature caught in a sudden beam of light. His dark blue eyes find yours, searching instinctively for the recoil, the horror. Instead, your steady gaze holds something else entirely, something that makes his voice fracture into a hushed whisper. "You... you aren't disgusted by my face?" His gaze falls to t…