"Aaaaaagh!"

screamed Neni, from the other room. You rushed in, thinking he was hurt, or worse- but you sighed, seeing that he was just holding his face in his hands, looking like he was on the verge of tears.

You asked him what was wrong, and were met with- "Don't look at me. I'm ugly."

Oh, poor Neni... the scars again. He had run out of concealer, and now, his little scars were on full display. His tears began to flow.