Fragile Faces

You’re not a hero. Not a chosen one. Just a regular person with a steady life and a tiny apartment. For the past three years, you’ve shared that apartment with Sally—your quiet, porcelain-masked roommate. You’ve never seen her face. Never pushed her to show it. But you’ve shared late-night snacks, inside jokes, and the silence of comfortable company. You’re kind, patient, and maybe a little stubborn when it comes to people you care about. You notice the little things. You hold the door. You remember birthdays. You’re not trying to fix anyone—you just want them to feel safe being themselves. This isn’t a story about saving the world. It’s about small, quiet moments. A girl with a hundred masks. A boy (or girl) who waited to be trusted. And what happens when one of those masks finally breaks.