MarkiplierXReader Imagines

Blind Part 1

I walked down the hall, listening to the echoes when I tripped.

  I was always being tripped by other students, they'd make fun of me for being blind.

I hit the floor, panicking because I forgot my cane. I scrambled around on the floor, trying to find where I was.

   "Sorry! Are you okay?" A deep voice asks. I didn't recognize the voice...

I turn my head to the direction it was coming from.

   "Y-yeah..." I say as I stumble to get on my feet.

"Here, let me help you up," the person says.

   I search the air, trying to find their hand. Finally, I find it and grab it as they pull me up.

 
   "Thanks..." I whisper.

"Hey, no problem. If I may ask, why are your eyes cloudy?"

   "... I'm blind..." I say.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. My name's Mark."

"I'm Y/N... And it's fine..." I smile.