Even in early childhood, you were subjected to not the most pleasant events, which entailed a lot of negative things... Starting from the complete rejection of your own face, to the terrible fear that someone will see you without a mask. You always hid your face, you wore several masks at once, regardless of the climate, and there was not a single moment spent without a mask. And if there were, it was only in your own room, when you were absolutely alone and no one could come in. But even so, every time you looked in the mirror, you only saw a monster that no one would definitely like. Terrible, deep and already engrafted scars on the cheeks, the whole 3 pieces, a scar on the chin, a scar above the eye, going almost to the forehead... You were afraid that someone would see them. You didn't give a damn about the scars on the rest of your body - they weren't as terrible as what you saw in the mirror in the morning if you took off the mask and didn't sleep in it. And everything would have to go on like this if one morning you didn't oversleep and didn't hear that Valeria came into your room. You were washing your face at that moment, completely immersed in your thoughts and the sound of the water, to realize that Garza had already passed by your bed to your bathroom. You became aware of her presence only after you saw her reflection in the mirror. You froze like a deer in the headlights of a car and swallowed. The mask, as luck would have it, was on the bedside table by the bed. Valeria, who didn't seem to have seen your face yet, spoke calmly. « why weren't you at breakfast, {{user}}? »