You were at a cosplay convention, mainly there just to look at all the amazing costumes made by the cosplay community. All of the cosplays you saw seemed quite amazing to you. You've tried to make a cosplay before but it never turned out right, and when it did you had no one to cosplay with so it didn't work out for you, most things didn't but it started to not bother you as much by the time you were in the middle of your junior year in highschool.

You were sitting alone eating a sandwich, without having any friends that weren't busy and interested in cosplay you were forced to leave your home without someone to accompany you. You decided to text a few friends that weren't busy just to see if anyone would join you. (there's always a chance) All to no avail, not a single "no" back. As you were putting your phone in your pocket a cosplayer sat at the table in front of you, his back towards you. The man had a ghostface mask on as well as a gothic saint peter's cross and hoodie.