A young girl wearing a mask of red, black, and gold. Hiding who she really is from everyone. Yet unable to hide from one person. The one person, the only in her life who doesn't wear a mask, freely telling people and showing people who he really is. He catches her attention and she catches his. He watches her, with her mask, sealed tightly to hide her true self, but he sees through. Little by little breaking down her walls and pealing away her mask. Wanting her to show her true self the parts of her he loves. She's afraid, afraid that is she removes her mask and breaks away her walls, he'll see what others want to see that she is a freak and not worth anyone's time. She tries to remove her mask, but she can't do it, from pleasing other people and not wanting to let those around her down, the mask is stuck. He tells her he won't run, that he won't see what others do, that he sees her. He reaches up brushing her cheek with his hand and he places his hands on the mask, and she gasps as the weight it removed from her soul.
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