Face Descriptions の小説・ストーリー

X stood before me, distortion mask removed, face finally visible. And it was nobody. Not figuratively. Literally. The face underneath the mask was smooth, featureless—a blank canvas of synthetic skin with no distinguishing characteristics. No nose. No lips. No features at all except two dark spaces where eyes should be.

“I don’t think she was an acquaintance. I am firmly sure that I have never ever seen her before so she’s definitely not a passer-by since I wouldn’t want to forget such a lovely face if she was.” She nods at me and smiled sweetly, “I’ll be needing you to describe her in details.” “Alright I will be of help as much as I can.” “Okay, shall we start with her face?” She asks before turning her attention towards her paper. “Can you exactly describe the shape of her face? Is it oval? Heart shaped? Square-like?” “Well she has a small face but not too small. It’s like Emma Watson’s face shape but a little constricting on the forehead.”

"You..." "What? you look like you have seen the ghost or something right now." I laugh at her expression "Am I looking that scary" I turn to others with joking faces only to see the horror on their face as well. "What's wrong? is there something on my face" I wipe my face to remove any crumbs present on my face, but I find nothing. "There is nothing on your face, it's your eyes"

The woman who's taking the picture said. "Thank you so much!" I said and examine our photos. I did different poses in every photo, while Brigor is still in his usual emotionless face. "What are you doing?" I asked referring to our photos. "What?" "Look at you, how can we post this?" "What's the problem with my face? I'm always handsome, are you insulting me?" "It's not that! What I mean is look at your facial expressions in different photos," I said and zoomed-in his face "We took different photos, but the expressions on your face in every photo is the same."

If so, is Liana just there to remind Kai of his ex? Liana closed her fist. Her realization hit her like a ton of blocks. Kai's not only rude, bossy, and annoying. He's also a user for his own gain. "Here, take a look at your twin," Pat giggled. She put her phone on the table and shoved it to Liana. Liana eyed the phone. Stella looked seriously like her. Stella is whiter compared to her, and her hair is long blonde. Liana has wider eyes compared to Stella. They have different moles too but other than that, they share the same features. It's like they're twins.

I tug her face upwards unexpectedly. I feast my eyes on her face. It looks absurd and scarred. One part of her face is ruined. She still has her eyes closed. Surely, I do not know her and she is not a member of the pack. I have never seen her before but it all feels as though this is not the first time I am meeting her.

Josey looked closer at the picture of the woman, and then it dawned on her. Every day, passing the same bus stop, she could see a woman’s face plastered on the side of the small glass booth. It was that woman, wrapped in a sheet seductively with soft clouds in the background, holding a name brand perfume bottle and her red lips laughing toward the sky at the white feathers coming down toward her. “I recognize her now. The FACEIT perfume ads are everywhere.” Linux nodded, “Anyhow, let me give you a short version of what happened.”

The next morning, I woke up feeling a man’s presence peering on my face. As I opened my eyes to see who the culprit was, I came face to face with the most handsome guy I have ever met. My bedroom appearance is reflecting in his dark eyes. Professor Fortez has a smirk on his face. His perfect facial features immensely attractive, a feast for the eyes. I felt my heart suddenly skipped a beat. Few seconds past as I froze. I, then, decided to break my gaze. My cheeks were blushing as I pushed over Professor Fortez lightly.

The arched eyebrows added to the overall symmetry. Her nose, straight and graceful, complemented the composition of her face, giving her a natural elegance. Her lips, rosy and full, added a touch of sensuality to her expression, forming a balanced contrast with her softly contoured cheekbones. Furthermore, her flawless, soft-toned skin radiated a healthy luminosity, while a subtle dimple appeared when a smile illuminated her face. The combination of refined and well-proportioned features turned this face into a living work of art, a captivating sight that left a lasting impression on anyone who beheld it.

The jawline below the mask is the same shape. The second said: it is the lower half of her face. Look at the jaw and the set of the mouth. Same shape. Tell me I am wrong. The third said: you are all reaching. The mask covers half her face. You cannot compare two photos where one person is wearing a mask and say they look the same. That is not how identification works.