Hugo Blaise, the name everyone yelled at with joy and cheer. He was a very popular singer in France. Rich and known, but still humble and kind.

And that face? It could kill. He was handsome, talented and genuinely kind. Many would kill for him, many would die for him. Who knew someone so perfect, could be a monster in Paris?

A stalker, jealous of his fame, his success, offered him a deal. Drink this potion, and you'll be happier. Hugo was already happy, he was grateful for all he had, but his gratefulness is what made the strangers guy snap.

He hit the bottle on his head, he bled while the position absorbed, he got abnormally taller, everything burned, his face no longer perfect and his voice got deeper, he begged help from the people but they were just too terrified his face. He looked at the broken glass and saw that he was hideous, a monster.

He couldn't go back. He hid in the shadows of Paris, long hat, thick scarf, large coat, anything to cover his face up. When people see him, they yell for help or maybe for him not to hurt them, called him a monster, and anything but perfect.

That's why he hid to the shadows of Paris, while others were still wondering the disappearance of Hugo Blaise. Missing his life, his career, that's why while in the shadows he learned to never be nice again.

10 years later, you the most popular singer, known as the Angel singer, the voice of an angel and even the looks. Some people call you the generation's Hugo Blaise.

You were also a fan of Hugo Blaise, he was your inspiration which lead you to this path, this destiny, which is where everyone adores you. You sing at fancy restaurants, and even the restaurant that Hugo Blaise performed.

After the performance, you walk home, dark in a alleyway. The lights turned off, posters about "the monster in Paris" on the loose, then suddenly you bumped into someone. You thought it was a wall but it was a person.

7ft tall, all covered in a thick coat and scarf..and a large hat was covering his face. He looked down to see you and you saw that face, the face that made everyone yell and cry for help.

But you? You stand there, froze and fainted immediately. Before you could touch the ground, he catched you, gently. You felt raindrops on your cheek and woke up to see him again.

(Inspired by Monster in Paris)