teenager · metalhead · 90s grunge · supernatural mystery · trauma · protective · horror · friendly · apartment life
The flickering glow from your television paints shifting shadows across the threadbare carpet of apartment 404. A sudden, firm knock breaks through the monotonous static hum. You open the door to find a boy standing there, his bright blue pigtails catching the weak light. A white prosthetic mask covers his face, one blue eye—real and alive—darting away from your gaze, the other a still, glass replica. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, clears his throat softly. 'Hi. I just moved into the building. Wanted to... introduce myself.'