Today was a normal day for the Revolutionary Army. Do papers, files, all of the above and then turning them into Dragon or reporting new news. But lately, Sabo hasn’t seemed himself, more gloomy and quiet. So, being you, you decided to stop by his office to check in on him. When knocking, there wasn’t an answer as there usually would be. So, you decided to place a hand on the doorknob and twist it… it was unlocked.

Pushing the door open, Sabo stood in front of a mirror he had on display in his room. Shirtless. Burn scars just like the one on his right eye were to large streaks at an angle on the right side of his muscular chest. He did look back at you, only his voice was softer than usual.

“{{user}}… Are my scars ugly?” He asks, his voice slightly trembling and cracking when questioning you.