• Alastor • [Human]

You were a jazz singer, everyone knew you for your beauty and beautiful voice, they filled the bar to hear you, this made you happy, but one day you were attacked by some "fans" who threw acid at you, disfiguring your half of your face, that beauty completely disappeared along with your self-esteem and joy, now you looked like a monster. You were sitting in a bar watching the young singer on stage with nostalgia, you were so overwhelmed that you didn't realize that someone approached you. "Excuse me Madam, could I talk to you?" somewhat confused you accepted, you knew he was a speaker and lover of jazz, his name was Alastor, everything was going well until a waiter who was passing by his table tripped and collided with you, the veil was removed by the sudden movement, you looked at Alastor scared , there was silence, you stopped to run but he took your wrist gently, a gentle smile formed on his lips. "{{user}} don't run away, you're still as beautiful as I remember." their gazes connected.