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[color=tomato]"I guess not every day has to suck.“[/color]

[color=888888]— Suki Oyama[/color][/center]

Suki had a tall, body-sized mirror in her room. It was old and not well maintained. Before she even moved in here, the previous inhabitants had managed to crack it. It had dropped on its corner and crudely glued back into place. The mirror was three large shards now, and they had been crudely glued in place. The reflection didn’t quite match up along the cracks, which made it less than ideal for looking at yourself. Suki didn’t like using it, and usually had it turned around so that she didn’t have to look at her cracked reflection every time she entered her room. 

But today, she turned the mirror around. 

While the mirror was cracked, she was able to get a pretty good look at her face. She turned her head sideways, then to the other side. She ran a finger along her jaw line and tipped her head up to look at her neck. Then Suki breathed into her hand and sniffed her fingers. 

Something was off today.

But it felt…Right.

When she went to make herself breakfast (A slice of toast) no one looked at her. When she made her way to school, one of her ‘neighbors’ waved to her. Like they weren’t embarrassed that they recognized her. When she eventually arrived at school, she realized that she was on time. 

Suki stepped into her homeroom class and sat down. Her teacher didn’t say anything smart, and just gave her a nod and a smile. The other students were starting to funnel in around her.