Reyna stretches her arms, sitting up on her bed as she rubbed her eyes wearily. She patted down her unruly hair, walking to the bathroom and splashing water on her face. As Reyna was about to brush her teeth, she noticed something weird. Her reflection was glaring at her. How strange.

Reyna nearly yelped as the reflection started talking.

“Oh, it’s you,” It sneered, staring down at her. “I hate having to look at you every day. You look ridiculous. How can your friends stand having to be near you? I’m surprised you have friends I’m the first place.”

“How are you talking?” Reyna asked, tilting her head, trying to forget what her own reflection had just said. “Am I hallucinating?”

It smirked. “Maybe, maybe not. You’re different, and not in a good way. No wonder why Haren doesn’t like you.”

That struck a nerve. “Shut up!” Reyna snapped angrily. “You don’t know anything about me!”

Her reflection shrugged. “Do I? You can’t focus on anything for more than five minutes, you are afraid to get ditched by your friends like three did at your last school, and you’re waiting for the inevitable rejection.”

That was it for her. Reyna let out a yell of frustration, chucking the nearest things- the mug holding her toothbrush, and the toothbrush itself- at the mirror.

Cracks spiderwebbed across the mirror, all suddenly shattering at once.

She sank to the floor, sobbing as she clutched her head, hating that her own reflection had just listed out all her insecurities.

Oh, how Reyna wished that she was someone else.