Mirror | Changlix

3. soul

'Huhh?' Felix was confused. 'Where is my reflection, I wanna see myself not a dude from ancient Korea?'

He thought that it was actually a painting and not a mirror.

'Great, now i have an painting in my room. I hate art.' He frowned and folded his arms.

Suddenly he froze.

The person in the frame also folded his arms.

"..."

"AAAHH"

Felix jumped away from the mirror and hid behind his bed.

After a while he slowly peeked from behind the pillow.

The person was still standing there, unmoving.

Felix slapped himself. 'Yo Felix, pull yourself together. All these years of training, you've seen so many movies, you can do it.'

He gathered his courage and stepped out.

'What the hell is this.' Felix squinted his eyes as he walked up to the mirror.

The person in the mirror came closer as well.

Now they were standing a few inches from each other, only a thin layers of glass separating them.

'This is kinda creepy, not gonna lie.' Thought Felix.

"Hey!" He waved in front of the latters face.

The person sneered arrogantly and Felix backed a little.

'Well thAt was scary.' He thought. 'Maybe I should just cover up the mirror and bring it back to the shop.'

He was about to pull down the fabric, but something made him stop.

The youth in front of him had his chest pierced by a silver dagger.

Felix retired his hand and examined the boy in front of him carefully.

He couldn't have been more than twenty years old but his expression didn't quite fit his age.

There was a trace of something indescribable in his eyes, that made him look much older.

Felix stared at him for a while and then asked quietly.

"What's your name?"

"..."

The youth didn't respond.

'Maybe he doesn't understand me? He does look korean though.' Thought Felix.

Suddenly the boy's lips moved as if he said something.

Felix stared blankly at him.

The latter repeated the words, now a little bit louder.

"Hwang Hyunjin."

Felix blinked but then he smiled cheerfuly.

"Hi Hyunjin, I'm Felix. Nice to meet you!"

Hyunjin shot him another one of his arrogant glares but he didn't say anything else.

"Why is there a dagger in your chest?"

Hyunjin's face darkened.

Felix mentally slapped himself again. 'Oh my god Felix, you can't just ask people why were they stabbed.'

He didn't expect Hyunjin's answer.

"A person dear to my heart betrayed me."

'Oh, that sucks.' Felix felt sympathy for him. "I'm sorry to hear that."

Hyunjin scoffed. "No, you're not. People always say such empty words of compassion but they don't mean it at all. You don't really care, nobody does."

'Damn who hurt him.' Thought Felix.

'But then again, it was probably that person who stabbed him. These words sure come from a person killed by their loved one.'

"..."

'Now what.' Felix averted his gaze. He didn't want to look at that sorrowful person.

"Okay, Hyunjin. Then I won't bother you anymore." Said Felix as he was about to cover the mirror again.

"Wait."

Felix stopped. 'Now what could this poor soul want.'

Something flashed through Hyunjin's eyes but it was gone before Felix could notice it.

He smiled mildly. "I heard you wanted to use this mirror to dress yourself. I can go away and leave it to you."

"Hahah yeah okay, thanks. That would be nice of you." Felix didn't think much of it.

"Give me your hand." Ordered Hyunjin.

'What is he talking about, I can't give him my hand through the glass, duh.' Felix doubted but he still reached out anyway.

There was something about the tone Hyunjin spoke to him, it was such a direct command one couldn't refuse.

To his big surprise his hand passed through the glass and ended on the other side.

"Now what?" He asked.

Hyunjin's expression shifted and the whole world blurred and turned upside down.

"AAH."

When his vision cleared again, he was lying on the floor.

'Ouch my head really hurts, I must have fallen and hit my head.'

He slowly sat up and looked in the mirror.

It was clear, and he saw his own reflection in it.

He let out a sigh of relief. 'For a second, I thought that Hyunjin was playing some tricks on me. But now I see that he's really gone.'

Or so he thought.

Because the next time he heard Hyunjin's voice, it was right inside his head.