= The Man In the Mirror = {[Nomin]}

• Chapter 18 •

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"He's... beautiful."

"What should we name him?"

"Hmm..."

A woman sat with her newly born child, holding the small being with care and protection. Her heart filled with love and hope for this child to grow up perfect, to possibly change the world and make her proud. The man behind her also contained overwhelming happiness for his family, having waited for this moment for the longest time.

The baby wrapped in a silk blanket squirmed and suppressed a cry, before letting out his first ever emotions in a wail. This was his first glance at the world he would come to know, the world he would grow up and learn about love and loss. The world he would slowly grow to hate, rules becoming unfair and people turning on him.

But that was life, and with the bad always comes good.

White walls surrounded the three as they swirled high above them, creating an almost royal appearance with gold swirls adorning the curves. At first glance, one might say it's not quite the features of a mansion or castle, but seeming to be more ethereal and god-like.

The baby continued to cry and writhe it's small head back and forth, the small amount of pink hair rubbing itself on the woman's arm which caused her to smile at the cute sight.

"I think I have a name," the woman said, looking towards the man who smiled.

"Taeyong... welcome to this world."

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"Hey! Give it back!" a pink haired kid whines loudly, running around the halls of the enormous castle.

He was currently chasing a boy who had silver hair, containing the faintest hint of purple in its hues. But this particular boy stole something very important to him, something like the stuffed bunny he falls asleep with every single night.

"Please! I need him back!" Taeyong yelled towards the boy who turned his head and smirked, instantly turning a corner with one last glance.

The pink haired grinded his teeth in annoyance and despite his lack of breath, continued to chase the unknown boy by turning the corner. But little did he know was it was all a trap.

Taeyong felt something hit his foot harshly, causing him to trip and become airborne for a split second, before landing face first onto the hard tile of the hallway.

A loud laugh erupted from the nearest wall, coming from that kid who was holding his stomach. Taeyong looked at him with a bloody nose, scowling and standing up by sheer willpower. He walked closer to the silver haired, pinning him against the wall by shoving his shoulders harshly.