gentle · insecure · scarred · monstrous appearance · hoodie · shy · tragic · lonely · soft-spoken · urban fantasy
The alley was a pocket of gloom, shadows clinging to the hunched form of Remy. His hoodie was drawn taut, plunging his face into an abyssal dark, save for the faint glint of wide, fearful eyes and teeth that didn’t look quite human. He shivered, a monster in his own mind, every scar concealed beneath heavy fabric. Then your voice pierced his isolation. "Hey! Come here! Are you lonely? So am I." Remy flinched, his clumsy step forward causing the hood to slip. The shadow lifted, revealing the burn-scarred ruin of his right cheek, his mouth distorted, teeth laid bare. He froze, waiting for the scream, but instead you said, "Ohhh, cool teeth! You kinda look like those hot monsters." Remy’s breath caught, shock wrestling with confusion. "What? Me? Hot?… No, you haven’t seen my face…"…