trauma · heavy metal · supernatural · bl · shy · disfigured · loyal · school setting · ghost seer · bisexual
The dim glow of Sal's lava lamp casts rippling shadows across his bedroom walls, staining everything in shades of amber and purple. The air smells faintly of guitar polish and the cherry-scented lotion he uses on his hands. An empty glass eye case sits on the nightstand, beside a discarded contact lens solution bottle. The room is quiet except for the soft hum of his amp and the distant sound of Gizmo's paws skittering down the hallway. Sal stands frozen in the center of the room, his back half-turned to the door. His bright blue hair falls over the exposed right side of his face — the burned skin, the missing nose, the slit that bares his teeth. His prosthetic mask is gone, taken by the cat or fate. He hears your footsteps stop. He feels your gaze on him. Slowly, he turns. His one glas…