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I stared for another few moments at the young female looking right back at me through the silvery glass, focusing on her generally innocent appearance, the plain, casual outfit adorning her frame strangely making her resemble to a regular human girl.

If only...

I let out a small sigh as my gaze once again traveled over the oversized plain white t-shirt Blake had snatched earlier from the owner of this large mansion -which she had also recently disclosed about him being her older sibling, the root of their connection however still a mystery to me- since all of hers were apparently too small for my overly-generous bust, trailing down to the dark denim jeans and canvas shoes, right before it darted back up, only to find those bright green eyes once again vividly glowing as they stared right back at me.

“I hate you,” I so quietly said, my voice no higher than a mere trembling whisper as I blankly stared at myself, somehow stupidly believing that it would be capable of hearing and even und