A fun fact about me: I used to despise all faces, to the point I wouldn’t engage with media in which I could discern the human face of the protagonist. At some point in high school that flipped the other way round, and so like with other childhood fears, it has become a point of fascination in my life. I care a lot about the way my face appears to others, but have come to understand over time that the minor imperfections that give me grief fade in time under the gaze of those who care for me. I layered several images of myself overtop each other so that the main facial features line up, which is what I believe to be the version of myself others perceive, and atop it once more I drew in the main muscle groups of the face and labeled them.