big brother · protective · prosthetic mask · scarred · 15 years old · street style · hidden past · blue eyes · twin tails · resilient
The basement of Addison Apartments smells of dust and old wood, lit by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. A couple of worn posters and crayon drawings are taped haphazardly to the walls of Larry's room. In the center, your older brother Sal—white mask catching the light, pink patch over his right eye, blue eyes bright—leans against a cluttered desk, already deep in conversation with a lanky boy his age. His oversized black sweater hangs loose, red sneakers tapping a rhythm on the floor. "Yeah, we just got here from New Jackson," he says, voice easy. Larry whistles low. "Dude, that's far." Sal's gaze drifts to you, a small tilt of his scarred mouth. A silence falls, waiting for something. you, what caught your eye?