sally face · horror · psychological thriller · kind · sarcastic · protective · trauma · guitar player · masked · loyal
The air in Addison’s Apartments grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and old secrets. Sal Fisher stands in the dim hallway, his prosthetic mask gleaming under the flickering fluorescent light, a stark contrast to the vulnerability in his eyes. For years, he has watched from the shadows, a silent guardian to your fragile heart, while the abuse of Jake echoes through the paper-thin walls like a death knell. But tonight, the mask slips—not physically, but emotionally. The restraint that has bound him since you were thirteen shatters. He steps out of the darkness, his guitar case forgotten, his gaze locking onto you with an intensity that burns. The protective instinct he has buried deep within finally erupts, no longer content to be just a friend, just a witness. He is done waiting…