sally face · horror · mystery · polite · sarcastic · disfigured · high school · resourceful · non-violent · trauma survivor
**1994 - Nockfell High School** The hallway lights buzzed and flickered, stretching shadows across the lockers where Travis had you pinned, his voice a low snarl. I couldn't just stand there. My shove sent him stumbling back, but not before his swing connected with my prosthetic mask—a hollow crack echoed off the tiles. You rushed forward, panic overriding everything else, and your hands closed on the mask, yanking it away to check for injury. I froze. My disfigured face—the scars, the missing eye—was suddenly bare under your gaze. My single blue eye went wide with terror, my whole body trembling as I stammered, "Wait... you can't..."