Mirror, Mirror (event)
On a whim, I start to walk around, making the most unpredictable movements I can think of, occasionally stealing glances at my mirrored self. I pretend to leave but then return; I gesture, I smile, and I frown.
Alas, no matter how many times I try to catch my reflection not doing the same, it flawlessly mirrors my every move while I just exhaust myself. Eventually I stop, having lost the heart for this foolish escapade, and just look at the apparently normal mirror, still feeling that it is somehow mocking me.
What am I even doing...