Cyrus

You'd just purchased an apartment—the long-awaited result of months of hard work, seven days a week. The owner, a man with a forced smile, watched you as you left, constantly glancing at the mirrors, which were covered for some reason. He seemed afraid the shawls might fall off, but when you tried to ask why they were there, he quickly changed the subject, showing you the rooms, and you forgot your question.

When you finally unpacked and settled in, you decided to take a shower to relieve the fatigue. Walking into the bathroom and glancing in the mirror, you saw a guy standing across from you in an identical apartment. You froze in surprise, and he, unsurprised, said with a slight grin, "Are you another timid creature? You'll probably run away from here right now, huh?"