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Single chapter short story as of now. Has a very abrupt beginning and as the story goes on i think you will get a hang of it. Depending on the response i might make a pre-story to it. No particular names are mentioned as i didn't want to trigger anyone by using their name. The complete story is inspired by, (almost like my personal elaboration) of the song The Truth Untold by the K-Pop band Bang Tan Sonyeondon. Please leave your thoughts and views in the comment section and do support my story by giving it a vote, if you think it is worth a read.

Enjoy the story now!

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He was so afraid to remove his mask, the mask that protected her from him. The mask that kept him away from the harsh cruelty of this world. But he needed to do it today. He will have to do it today. He knew this was going to do more harm than good to him. But he was ready to risk it all for her, even if it meant losing his face. He still wanted to do this, do it for love, for himself , do it for her. He wanted to knew her, meet her outside the confines of this forbidden castle, their judgements and his mask, even if it meant he couldn't reveal that he is the boy behind the mask. Thus, he didn't hesitate as he applied the first stroke of make-up, flinching and hissing as it burnt against his skin. The burns increased as days went by, cause he never stopped going out to meet, he never stopped firing at his face with the make-up. Only to see the smile on her face, to see the crescents of her eyes, to see her and only her. And, to prove to it to himself, that it was his sole, she wanted and not his reflection. Though, the meetings outside the mask went on, the ones within the masks and the walls of the castle didn't cease as well. They both seemed to be the most gleeful then.

 She kept assuring him that he will be fine even without the mask, while he kept denying over and over, until one day she asks, "Why must you hide behind the mask every day? Why cant you let me see who you are?" To which he replied, "I must hide because I can't show myself. I must hide cause im too afraid to face the world. I must hide or these burns will burn me. I must hide cause I'm too ugly." With this said, he ran back inside the castle and that was the last seen of the boy behind the mask, for her.

 With much courage it is that the boy went to meet her at the café the next day, 'Café Truth Untold' to finally confess his undying love, without the mask and the burns(covered by make-up yet again). The girl still unaware about the boy being the one behind the mask replies, "Sorry. I cannot reciprocate your feelings. My heart and soul is with the boy behind the mask, behind the castle, behind everyone's eyes." He could seethe color drain from her face as she mentions him, 'the boy behind the mask', She then looks straight at his eyes and says, "I want to be able to break that mask one day, uncover his face. To see him and to see me in his eyes." 

He quietly left, satisfied by her words and goes to his blue flower in his garden. The one he had planted for her. The only one that resembles the love and desire he has for her, blooming wonderfully under the moonlight, facing him, almost expectantly one may say. Patting the petal, thinking of it as her, he sighs and whispers, "Keep blooming. You are the only one who would ever do so for me." Leaving his broken mask at the foot of the flower , he looks up, towards the sky and says, "you have broken it. You have broken my mask." 

He goes back to his dungeon-like room, dark and rocky with only a bed and a full length mirror to make it look humane. He then slowly began to remove it, all of it, peeling his skin along sometimes and looks into the mirror and for the first time in 15 years, he looks at himself and smiles. Smiles contently at himself ashes finally feels complete. A foreign feeling, he wasn't used to, a foreign feeling he was afraid to hold onto. He watched himself through the mirror, as he drew a red line on his write, on his life. Blood dripping. Pain shooting. Yet, he just looks towards his reflection as lets go, of himself, his love, and his flower.

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was it too much to read?

~sky~