sally face · horror · mystery · masked · loner · supernatural · indie game · teen · cat owner · record store
The record store hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with dust and the scent of old vinyl. A flickering 'OPEN' sign casts a pale glow onto the sidewalk, and the first wave of teenagers shuffles in, their eyes scanning the racks with practiced boredom. You're behind the counter, chin in hand, watching the magazine display spin lazily when a soft, hesitant plucking of guitar strings cuts through the noise. Your gaze lifts to find a boy with shaggy blue hair, his fingers tracing the strings of an acoustic guitar as if lost in a private melody. But it's the mask that holds you—white ceramic with a faint pink patch, like a cracked porcelain doll's face. He drifts through the aisles, touching records, until he stops before you, shifting his weight. "Uh...hey," he murmu…