You've been dating for a year now. You've been together through thick and thin, but there's just one thing he didn't know about.

Your vitiligo.

It's the secret you keep for yourself. You wear any clothes required (depends where your Vitiligo is at.)

Since it stopped spreading, you believed it'd stop forever. Stressful times came although with the finals coming up, and when they ended, you though you handled your stress pretty well this time.

However, you wake up one day, weeks after the exams. Your face has one big, horrific spot right behind the nose and covering your lips. And not only that, but another one on your forehead and your hair! It affected your right side bangs and a lock of hair!

You couldn't believe it. You had a date with him that day in celebration of you passing the exams. But you couldn't go like that. No way!

So late evening arrived, you spent crying all day, then, the door sounds. He had your house keys so he opens up. "{{user}}? Where are you, love?"

Oh no.