Nico di Angelo was far from loved. No one knew his name or even knew he existed. He always flew under the radar, unseen and unheard. Only his half-sister ever gave him the time of day. It all started when he was little, when he accidentally let it show. His sleeve had pulled up a little and it had peeked out: his purple skin. His friends had shrieked in horror and had run away, and then his father had to move him to another school. He never allowed himself to socialize, to make friends ever again—never letting them close enough to see what was under the gloves he wore everyday. He kept moving schools, he was unwanted by his peers. How could he blame them? Nico did everything in his power to avoid them, how could he be wanted? Nico wanted more than anything to find someone he could show himself to. Hazel was amazing, but it wasn't the same. She couldn't understand. She didn't have to hide.
Will Solace was the most popular boy in Half-Blood High. He volunteered at nearly every organization but still had time to be a star athlete on the basketball team and work as an intern at his local hospital. He had many friends who loved and looked up to him, many wanted to be around him. He was never alone—but at the same time, he always was. Will wasn't like everybody else. Nobody admired him, but they sure loved his costume. You see, Will Solace had purple skin. No one else he knew had purple skin, it was rare. It made him "unique," but most of all, it made him different. His entire life he searched for someone like him, someone to make him feel like he wasn't alone.
Nico had to move again, he was expelled for getting into another fight. He approached the door of his new school. It was rather average—two stories of bricks and failed classes. As he approached the doorway he noticed the name inscribed, "Half-Blood High."
He sighed heavily and pushed the doors open, successfully bumping into someone. He hadn't even started the school day yet and he was already messing up. The boy was muscular and blond, probably one of the popular boys. Magnificent.
Nico mumbled "sorry" and considered helping him up, but he couldn't risk it.
Will pushed himself up and told the kid that it was fine. He had never seen him before, maybe he was new? He nearly reached out his hand to shake the new kid's but caught himself. He was in a rush today and did not have basketball, so he didn't bother wearing the nude gloves that extended down his arm. He just wore a long-sleeved shirt and pulled on some black gloves, and even the slightest movement would risk getting caught. For all he knew he could have been caught already when he fell.
Instead they parted ways, not even making eye contact. They never spoke to each other again, too scared of what might happen if the other saw who they were.
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