You have vitiligo.

Of course it's nothing important, that's what everybody says. It's a disease that only "affects you psychologically".

Well, fuck that shit. It burns when you try to go out at the sun. Plus, some kids already called you a freak.

Luckily, Sanzu loves you dearly. But he doesn't know about your vitiligo...

You're cuddling on your bed. Your parents are out, and now you're just chilling there. Maybe It's time to tell him. After all, isn't he devoted to you?

You think that while he's caressing your side, watching the TV. For once, his mask is off, his scars visible. God, he's so pretty.