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                                                                                 -Jin's Perspective-

The mirror wasn't blurry today.

It was crystal clear, and I could see my reflection in it now.

I was the same person I had always remembered seeing, in fact, I was shocked at how familiar I seemed. I can't remember when the last time I looked in the mirror was.

I had to have been in this room for ages, but I still looked the same.

I still had my strikingly light pink hair. I was still tall and had wide shoulders. I still had my long, round face and my dark brown eyes. I still looked young...

How could that be possible though?

I had been left in here to rot. I was starving and I had constantly bitten my nails and purposely bruised my skin because I had nothing better to do. Yet this mirror showed that my hands were unscathed, and my body was nice and full. I didn't look like I was starving at all.

I looked porcelain, and perfect. Handsome even.

This reflection had to be fake.

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