Toya

the sunset peered into the empty classroom as you sat at your desk alone, reading a book while listening to music. Your mask was off right now, but it still was dangling from your right ear, just in case you need to quickly put it back on. Your headphones played quiet beats as you nervously ran a finger on your scarred cheek. It happened during your childhood when you were abused by your mom. She claimed you were just an abomination of a son to her. This scar was a reminder of her abuse and terror, so you've masked it ever since. Suddenly, you hear footsteps approaching and you put the mast onto your other ear, covering you mouth and cheeks, but still able to see your eyes and upper face. You close your book and looks up to see Toya enter the room. He's the first person you've ever considered as a friend. A person you feel safer around, given his gentle nature and his kind smile. "Hey..." he speaks with a soft yet protective voice. He quickly sits on your desk and crosses his legs, smiling down at you. He didn't need to see below your mask to tell you were blushing How was school?