Hello Sehunnie, are you doing well? When he opened his eyes the angelic little boy was standing across in the mirror, clad in red.

How ironic. Sehun was the evil one yet he was clad in blue and the most angelic human being (if this was true, Sehun had not completely found out yet) Sehun had ever met was dressed in red.

I can’t be mad, Sehun thought to himself, I cannot have everyone bend under my stare, yet make up a little boy in my imagination. It simply is not done.

Because that is what the world was to Sehun, a rubiks cube. Seems impossibly difficult, but once you work out the formula, it only requires the mental process. Sehun always also tried to beat his time on how predictable people would get.

I have had a talk with the people around me, so inevitably, no.

Aww, Sehunnie, a talk with the mayor always gets you in this bad a mood, is was him wasn’t it?

Luhan squished his face to the mirror, so the tip of his nose became a rounded blob on the mirror.

Yes. The idiot was trying to insinuate I should be locked up in a mental hospital.

Did you say we again? I said you weren’t complete without me, but it was in a different way Hunny. If you go around like that, then no-one is going to like you.

Sehun took a step forward to the mirror, placing his hand on Luhan’s.

But even if I do not include you, how many others are there? That see through people’s stupidity? That have powers like ours? They must be part of me too then.