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Have you ever known that something was true or something that was just right but you refused to believe it? I woke up and wished that everything was a dream I just came out of. I wanted it to be some sort of inception and that nonsense was poured into my dreams, but I know that it actually happened. Everything really happened. I actually went through a mirror. I actually discovered an alternate universe. I actually met doppelgangers of myself and people I knew. I actually spent days and nights studying and refusing to let anything get in my way. I actually became obsessed with my crazy mirror world and it's driving me insane. I can tell I'm not myself anymore. How long has it been since I first went through the mirror? A month or two? It feels like a year ago when I took that experimental first step. It feels like I aged five years from this stupid experience and I don't think it'll stop. 

Ji was also right. I can't go into a room with a mirror anymore, I refuse to see my reflection in anything anymore. Seunghyun said I was suffering from spectrophobia and eisoptrophobia which are the fears of mirrors and my own reflection, the same things that Youngbae had once suffered from. Knowing that I don't own any mirrors anymore, I can't leave my house because Bom and Dara's place has mirrors and reflective glass in their house. Now everyone has to come to my place in order to accommodate my phobias. I quit my job, I couldn't work in a place where my reflection could be seen in the recording booths and I could no longer drive because of the many rearview mirrors. Did you know that every time I see myself I see me, but at the same time I also see Ji laughing? He's laughing at me like before I destroyed my mirror because he's right. Even if he didn't make it through  he won because he's made my once perfect life a living Hell. People think, of all things, why would you be scared of a mirror or seeing your face? I snap and say they haven't gone through what I went through. I've gotten a lot more violent since the accident. Seunghyun says it's natural but it's really not. Whenever someone judges my phobias I snap. Whenever someone gets on my nerves a little bit I snap. Whenever I think about Bottom's Up I snap. 

I got a call from the hospital Seunghyun was staying at a couple weeks after I smashed my magical mirror. I was still in bed at 2 in the afternoon. I had also been in the middle of my now seemingly daily mental ranting. That stupid bastard, ing douchebag... "Yobosaeyo?" I answered groggily. I really wanted to be left alone why can't the world see that? 

"Is this Mr. Kwon Jiyong?" I heard from the other line and I rubbed my still blonde hair. I was thinking of maybe changing it just so I didn't have to see blonde anymore. 

"Ne," I nodded even if he couldn't see me over the phone. 

"I'm aware that you haven't paid for your friend's medical bills yet," he said and I furrowed my eyebrows. When was the last time I paid for Seunghyun's bills? 

"Mianhae, Doctor, I'll come down and pay for it right now," I swept my blanket off of my bed and prepared myself for a walk outside. I don't remember the last time I went out of the house but for Seunghyun I would go down there. He's fighting for his life, it's the least I could do. 

"Mm, but Sir I'm aware that you no longer have your own medical insurance is there a problem?" he wondered. At first I tensed. How did he know that?! But then I realized I also went to that hospital for my check-ups and they once held my insurance. Stupid Ji making me cautious about every ing thing. 

"Oh, ne, I had to quit my job because of some personal issues, I haven't been able to get employed since," I told him. To be honest I didn't want to work again. I was too afraid of going out. The bastards making me scared of my own face. 

"I see, but, Mr. Kwon you know that it is expensive to keep Agent Choi on life support and have him occupy his own room right? Not to mention that it is difficult to find a lung donor that will have a matching organ and he could be here for quite a while," I was starting to feel anxious. He's trying to tell me something. 

"I realize that medical bills are expensive but aren't they always?" I fired back and he sighed deeply which got my worries up. I made my way out of my apartment as he continued with our conversation. 

"Due to the fact that you no longer have a stable income to provide money for keeping him here and you haven't been able to pay his monthly bills, I'm afraid we have to take Agent Choi off his life support." 

"Mwo?!" 

I ran to the hospital as fast as I could, like when I ran around Bottom's Up. I tried to ignore everything which not only mellowed out my fears but also let me reach the hospital at a quick rate. At the same time Dara's car was skidded into the parking lot letting the five of them rush out. "You got a call too?!" Dara asked me and I nodded. They seemed surprised I was actually out, I was too.

"Let's go!" Bom shoved us out of the way and we all ran in. I didn't care about my reflection as I sprinted through the doors and up the stairs but I couldn't help but freeze as I carelessly glanced at a window. My reflection was faintly distinguished but I could see Ji's face clearly. Suddenly everything stopped and all I heard was that laughter. The insanely annoying, menacing cackle echoed in my ears as if he was right there screaming at me. I closed my eyes but he was still there, fresh in my mind from seeing my face. 

"You're the bastard in the mirror!" I really was. 

"Hyung! Don't look at the goddamn window! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Seunghyun shook my shoulders and dragged me to the room where Seunghyun was about to be taken off life support. The kid swears more often. As we eased our way into the room Bom was already sobbing by the fallen cop's side while Dara, Minji, and Chaerin were standing on his other side. I couldn't do anything and that frustrated me. I couldn't offer the hospital money because I didn't have the money to pay for his bills. I couldn't get a job to provide the money because right now I totally spaced out from a glance at a window. I knew I couldn't save Seunghyun at this rate. Mianhae Big Seunghyun, you took that bullet for nothing. I watched as they unhooked his body from all of the tubes and the needles, I watched as the doctor apologized to the crying redhead whom he mistook for a girlfriend, and I watched as the male's heart rate slowed to a mechanical buzz. At that point Bom really let the waterworks flow, I couldn't understand the devastation she felt, but I was glad I didn't. I had enough things on my plate. 

"How can you just stand there and not do anything?!" I was broken from my trance at Bom's yelling. My eyes focused on her bloodshot ones and I finally took in her fury. She lost weight.

"Bommie, calm down it was bound to happen," Dara attempted to soothe but the eldest here was really, really pissed off. She was pissed off at me. I don't remember the last time Bom was this upset with me; we used to be close. 

"This is your fault!" my eyes widened at her accusation. My fault he's gone...

"Unnie!" Chaerin and Minji gasped simultaneously and my own jaw dropped. I couldn't even watch as she left the room. Nowadays, I would've gotten mad and thrown a fist, but I let her words sink in and realized she was somewhat right. 

"O-Oppa, don't let it get to you she's just upset," Chaerin mumbled but I ignored her and took the familiar seat where I had read Youngbae's journals. She's right, it's my fault you're dead. 

"Hyung don't listen to Noona, you've just been out of it since Bottom's Up-."

"It's their fault," I grumbled and clenched my hands into fists. Because of you I lost my job, because of you I'm not able to pay for his bills, because of you this innocent man is dead. My heart finally dropped. 

"Here," Seunghyun slipped a red stress ball into my right hand and I clawed at it desperately. "Stay calm, Hyung." But how can I stay calm when the people who have killed the innocent are screwing up my life as well? 

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What would the police do about it? I wasn't sure why I was walking into the same police station that ended up providing vials to Seunghyun and thus ending my once perfect life but here I was, strolling in to talk with Officer Kim. I felt nervous, but these days it was one of the only things I've felt. I was shaking my leg anxiously in an interrogation room where three officers stood in every corner besides the bottom right one. I ignored the rather large one-way mirror in order to not set me symptoms on fire. I've been having weird thoughts too, it's almost like my mind has been thinking at hyper-speed. If you gave me two minutes I bet I could take down each of these police officers. I shook my head. What the am I thinking? It was starting to get scary. "Mr. Kwon! It's been what? Around a month and a half since I last saw you," Officer Kim walked in with a small smile. He seemed very cheerful now. It wasn't his fault but I really wanted to punch him. 

"Around a month in a half since you gave those ing vials to Seunghyun," I added darkly and his expression dropped. He sat across from me and shrugged. 

"Weren't you the one who was yelling at me to give them to you in the first place?" he raised an eyebrow and I couldn't help but feel bothered. 

"Now's not the time!" I slammed my palms onto the table and heard guns clicking. The Kim only stared up at me. "You don't know what kind of trouble I've had to go with those vials," I grumbled and sat back down, letting the air loosen up around me. 

"I'm guessing some kind of aggressive experience considering your personality change from the last time I saw you," he noted and I nodded once. "Why don't you tell me a little bit about what has happened and I'll see if I can help you?" he took out a notepad and pen. It's now or never. 

The worst part about telling him everything was that I really didn't feel stupid or embarrassed saying these things! If someone asked for a conference and told you, "Hey! About 2 months ago I jumped through glass, met some really ed up doppelgangers, and almost allowed Earth to fall into peril if I did not destroy my stand up mirror in time I think you should warn some sort of government official!" wouldn't you think they were absolutely insane? If you said that wouldn't you feel like a total nut case? But I didn't, it was like my real self was hiding in a dark corner, afraid to come out, and let this lunatic drive my life. I no longer felt like I was in control of anything I had control of two months ago. It was only two months ago, and yet my life has totally changed. Telling Officer Kim just seemed like the only thing I could do with myself. He sat and listened, he even wrote down the things I was saying. Part of me was surprised but the other part, the majority, thought that it was the right thing he should be doing. He had to warn somebody, anybody! The Bottom's Up people could get their hands on this stuff and destroy Earth! The policeman then ended our talk, he said he would get in touch with me as soon as possible with information and that I should just go home and rest. 

My heart hammered as loud as the pounding on my door when I was suddenly woken up. I stared at my clock in disbelief: 7:30 a.m. When was the last time I woke up before noon? It was only yesterday that I had talked to Officer Kim Jeongsik could he already have details? In excitement I dressed in casual clothing and answered the door only to be greeted by an unrecognizable male and female duo wearing all white. "Are you Kwon Jiyong?" the guy asked me and I nodded once. He checked something on his iPad and then looked back up at me. His eyes are sad. "Mianhae, I just didn't expect you to be so y-young," he smiled sheepishly. His eyes look really sad. I've been able to read eyes very well since Youngbae's and Taeyang's were so different. "Um, we would like to talk to you about the alternate universe you and Officer Kim had discussed the other day." It's been a long time since I smiled. 

"Jinjja?! Do I need to bring anything with me?" I asked them with more excitement in my voice. I didn't mind that it was really early in the morning, I didn't remember I was supposed to have breakfast with Dara at 9, I didn't care that I should've told Seunghyun about what I've been doing. I was focused. 

"Ah, aniyo, we would just like to bring you downtown," the girl insisted with a soft smile. Her eyes don't smile with her. So I followed them out of the building and into their white passenger van. I didn't think much about it, I was just glad that they were going to take precautions this quickly. 

They had to sedate and restrain me when we got to the mental hospital. Apparently they had already asked for permission from Dara who gave the okay. Insisting that Seunghyun knew what I was talking about the girl called him. He denied it. He betrayed me. I kind of let the handle fly off and just started swinging everywhere. I'm pretty sure I broke a doctor's nose before needle finally went in the the straightjacket was finally tightened. All I had left was my voice but my body felt numb and my mouth only hung open. Can I even move my mouth? I can only think. The man who had visited my home carried me through the halls, still hissing about the bruises I left on him. "Why did I even take this job?" he sighed. "I thought you'd be on the elderly side, but no! You had to be young and aggressive," he grumbled. If I could've I would've laughed. "I wonder what goes on in heads like yours, how do you think?" Bottom's Up is the reason why this is happening to me. My life could've been just fine if only they hadn't ruined everything. The man set me in a white cushioned room and took off my straightjacket, leaving my limbs free even though they were pretty much everywhere thanks to the sedative. "You'll be safe in here, Mr. Kwon. We'll try and see if we can help you." I don't need help from you, I need you to listen to me. 

Why won't anyone take my word?

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I took a deep breath, noticing that a new patient had just checked in. Judging from his messy blonde hair and scrawny build I knew that we had Kwon Jiyong. "He must've broken the mirror already," I decided and rolled over to my cabinet, searching for the young man's file. I still had to examine his behavior for the next 24 hours to see if his mental state of mind could be manageable or if we had lost him to make my final decision. A sturdy knock came from the wooden door and I grumbled a response, letting in my intern. 

"Dr. Lee, we've brought in your next patient," Minho said and I nodded while running my fingers through my black hair. I really screwed up those many years ago.

"Kwon Jiyong, he's had little exposure but his case is difficult," I admitted. 

"I can tell...he seems very attached to the alternate world," Minho agreed and I sighed deeply. 

"Keep an eye out for Lee Seunghyun, he was associated with Dong Youngbae as well and we do not want another suicidal case. Also, I sent out another mirror to Officer Kim Jeongsik. We'll wait a little bit for the Jiyong/Seunghyun party to settle down before I start giving them their mirrors and since Choi Seunghyun has passed away I will destroy his mirror myself," I told him while writing down a reminder for myself about these key aspects. 

"Tell me again why you can't just do that in the first place? Seriously I've been working here for roughly a thousand years, I've lost count! If you don't like your creation just smash it and get some stress off your chest," Minho suggested and leaned against the door frame, brushing his hair back. I smiled softly. It would be easier to get rid of the mirrors myself, even if there were still millions of them left. I even got rid of Minho and Jennie's mirrors once they had crossed over. 

"Minho, sometimes people need a little smack to the face. There's a bastard in everyone, no matter how much they want to avoid it," I smiled and stood up. "Now, you're in charge for the next couple hours, I need to go crash a mirror."