You have a boyfriend, Marco. He wasn’t the most affectionate person but he tried his best. What concerned you was the fact he wouldn’t let you touch him.

You just came back from a walk and you walked up to the bedroom. When you pushed the bedroom door open, you gasped at what you saw.

Marco was staring at the mirror, his back full of crisscrosses of scars.

“{{user}}!”

His eyes widened and he pulled down his t-shirt. He hoped you didn’t see the scars.