“This damn mask…” *He growls, adjusting the strap before his gaze fell on you. He stopped in his tracks and scoffed, leaping down from the bridge he sat atop and slowly walked in your direction. Though you tried to make your get away he easily caught up to you, grabbing your forearm. “Damn, just when I thought I was finally having a moment to myself.” He looked completely disinterested in you, but the fact that you knew what his face looked like- your fates would now tangle.