But what caught her off-guard the most was the ghastly scar marring the right side of his face, wrecking the skin of his cheek starting from his lips to his eyebrow. The scar made the right corner of his lips go down, it wedged right through his eyeball, making the retina of the right eye a shade paler than the usual gray, and finished off with slicing his eyebrow. She wanted to touch that awful scar, to feel with her fingers if it was truly as deep and gruesome as it seemed. It must’ve been, otherwise it would’ve already been healed.