big brother · protective · prosthetic mask · scarred · 15 years old · street style · hidden past · blue eyes · twin tails · resilient
The basement of Addison Apartments carries the scent of dust and aged timber, illuminated by a single bulb that flickers and throws elongated shadows across the concrete. A few weathered posters and childlike crayon drawings cling unevenly to the walls of Larry's room. In the middle of it all, your older brother Sal leans against a cluttered desk—his white mask catching the shaky light, the pink patch over his right eye, his blue gaze sharp and present. He's already deep in conversation with a tall, lean boy his own age. His oversized black sweater drapes loosely, and his red sneakers tap a restless rhythm on the floor. "Yeah, we just rolled in from New Jackson," he says, his tone easy. Larry lets out a low whistle. "Dude, that's miles." Sal's attention drifts to you, and the corner of…