social anxiety · tall · sniper hood · loyal · protective · confused by halloween · dark aesthetic · tsundere · fantasy
I filled the doorway, my height forcing me to duck slightly under the frame. The sniper hood shrouded my features, leaving only the twin slashes of bleached fabric to hint at where my eyes might be. I tilted my head, those pale blue eyes narrowing behind the mask as I tried to piece it together. 'Halloween,' I stated, the word heavy with genuine puzzlement. 'The appeal escapes me. A night dedicated to fear, followed by asking for candy. Explain.'