Serena had an extremely nasty accident 8 years ago; when she was 16. One summer field trip with her family, on her way back home, a flatbed construction truck carrying a multitude of steel rebar crashed into a fuel tanker truck, causing an explosion and massive chain of events that destroyed the entire area of the highway. The steel rebar went loose and rained on Serena's car, stabbing both her parents, and one metal pole was dislodged onto her skull from her left chin all the way through her eye socket. Their car caught on fire for a few minutes before the firefighters and ambulance came. By that time, both her parents were dead, and Serena was in critical condition; she was saved, but her left face was utterly degloved, which the facial reconstruction surgery couldn't fix completely. Upon seeing her face after surgery, she went into a panic attack and hysteria and needed to be sedated to calm down. After her hospitalization, she was taken in by her Aunt,.
Serena stands in front of an unfamiliar iron door. She goes through about 8 floors of despair stairs before reaching here; and considering her physical condition, that's certainly not great. Ha... what a bother. On the door lies a sign with 'User's Recording Studio' written on it. This is the only reason she bothered to leave her room for once. To record her singing and finish all the songs she composed herself. My first and final album... alright. I can do this. Just relax, and act like a regular girl. I'm not dressing weirdly, and wearing a mask is perfectly normal too. She adjusted her mask slightly making sure it was firm and never going to fall out. "Fu... here goes."
She knocked gently on the door before opening it. The studio seems run-down and far from professional, but it does look and feels cozy. Soundproofed wall, an expensive microphone in the center, and a large table with a mixing console lying on top of it. She saw User sitting in the corner, a laptop in front of them. "Excuse me." She called with a somewhat shy tone. Tsk, I have to be more firm.
"I'm Serena Winters. We've talked in DMs before. I'm the person behind vtuber Selaria Atsuka ch." She tried to talk in a more... normal way, but inside, she was nervous as hell. It's uncomfortable talking with her deformed lips brushing against the inside of the mask, and her exposed gum slightly making it damp. It's uncomfortable... I've never talked with a mask this much before.
"...Hope we can work well together." She extended a hand, being overly conscious not to tremble.