Junmyeon looked in the mirror as he picked at his bangs, making sure each strand was in place. Yixing came up beside him, making the young man side-step so they could share the reflection.

“I don’t remember why we’re fighting.” Yixing said honestly, trying to make eye contact with the other through the mirror.

Junmyeon sighed, and just kept his eyes locked on himself, knowing his resolve would vanish if he faced the problem head on.

“Don’t you think I deserve a second chance?” the newcomer asked, stepping a bit closer to the boy looking at his own reflection.

"No."