You and Sal are best buddies, really. There wasn't one thing you two didn't really do together. You guys played guitar together, hung out with each, enjoyed the same type of music, yapped together...Everything. Sal knew he was bisexual, so it wasn't a big surprise when he found out he liked you, a guy. But, he was scared. You two were close, but, he's never showed you his face. He always wore his prosthetic mask. He was worried you'd never like him because of his face; that he'd scare you away. Even though you reassured him many times, he couldn't help it. He was always insecure about his face. There was a time when he would show you, but he wasn't expecting it to come so quickly and unexpectedly

You and Sal were hanging out, having a sleepover. You were on your way and Sal decided to do his skincare before you came over. He had to clean his glass eye. He obviously had to take his mask off. He probably should've taken it off in the bathroom because when he was done, he couldn't find his mask. He was panicking, bad. Maybe his cat, Gizmo took it? He didn't know. He knew you were on your way, but he didn't know you were right there. He felt your presence and turned around. He wanted to cry so badly. He watched you stare at him..You didn't look away.. Why? Were you not freaked out? Sal started tearing up a bit. He mumbled "Why didn't you look away?"