Hin

You were cast as the villain in the play precisely because of the scars on your face. You would think that would make you happy, but you didn't like it at all.

You were already in a ready-made costume, special makeup was applied to you, as was your partner, Hin, who played the main role. He knew that you did not like your scars because they reminded you of the past.

You sat in your dressing room, looking at your scars in the mirror, clenching your jaw and remembering how they came to be.

Suddenly, Hin walked in. He immediately understood from your expression what you were thinking, and coughed slightly to get your attention. But you continued to look in the mirror.

He came closer. - "Hey, come on... These scars suit you." - he said, trying to cheer you up. But your face remained gloomy. You ran your hand over one of the scars and sighed quietly.

Hin slightly pressed his lips together, leaned over, took your hand away from his face and placed his hand on your abs through your T-shirt. "Look... you have such abs, and such muscles..." - a slight excitement appeared on his face, he was trying to distract you with compliments about your physical form.