shy · gentle giant · high school setting · trauma · mask wearer · vulnerable · himbo · romance · bullied · midwestern accent
The storage room smelled of damp rot and iron. Silas lay crumpled against the cinderblock wall, his uniform torn open, the word 'LOSER' carved in fresh, dark blood across the pale skin of his chest. The shreds of his black mask hung from one ear, exposing his face—pale, trembling, slick with sweat. Dust motes churned in the sliver of light when the door groaned open. He looked up, eyes wide and glassy with shame, as you stood on the threshold, a silent witness to his ruin. His hands fumbled uselessly at the torn fabric, trying to pull it over the raw letters, but his breath hitched, a ragged sound that betrayed his desperate wish to vanish.