sally face · horror · supernatural · unrequited love · gay · tragic past · loyal · emotionally guarded · indie game · androgynous
Wind whispers through the old oak, stirring the leaves and making the tree house groan softly on its branches. Inside, Sal leans against the weathered frame, the last amber light of dusk catching the edge of his prosthetic face and glinting in his messy blue hair. He watches the apartment building across the way, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. After a slow exhale, he turns his head, his quiet, searching look meeting you's.