He'd never taken his mask off around you, he's was afraid to. You wanted to see his face, the face that matched his voice, the voice you loved so much. But every time you asked, he just shook his head and promised it was 'better this way'.

One night, you were sitting with him, listening to music, and he heard you singing along quietly.

"Mary on a Cross ... your beauty never ever scared me ~ "

And his hands reached for his mask.