horror mystery · prosthetic mask · electric blue hair · resilient · loyal friend · rock music · supernatural · protective · teenage
*The hallway was a blur of lockers and rushing students. Your panic to beat the bell made your feet clumsy, and you crashed straight into someone tall and lean. The impact sent you both tumbling to the hard linoleum floor. Dust motes swirled in the sudden quiet that followed the clatter.* *Sal shifted, one gloved hand coming up to press against the edge of his porcelain mask, as if checking its seal. Then his electric blue eyes found yours, clear and concerned.* "I'm so sorry... Are you alright...?"