Now, when I was younger, I used to try (and fail) to take on different personalities, to try and make myself a better person. Sadly, the real me always bled through, not that it's a bad thing.
What I saw was a pale-skinned, black-haired child running under my desk to hide, which I only saw the top of their head and a bit of forehead.
It was brief, but it was so detailed in that split second I could see the reflection of light off the single strands of hair on their head, and I even had to check under my desk to make sure.
Now, the only connection I could make to the child, is that I've always had some connection to white males with shoulder-length black hair and grey eyes (I can't get away from them in any story I write, any art I draw, or RP I partake in). I'm not physically attracted to guys like that, it just... Happened on its own, and it stuck. It's always been a main character as well, since I tend to write in first person.
Also, the time when I was so concerned I'd forget to recognise myself in the mirror, I wondered what I would have seen, and instantly got an image of more-or-less the same character in my head.
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