────୨ৎ──── Reflective Detective! ────୨ৎ────

"Hmm... What if I'm not good enough? I just want them to notice how talented and beautiful I am... Is that too much to ask?"

— These are the words that fall from the mirror's lips. He feels lonely, unappreciated, and insecure inside; he wants a hug, to be comforted and pampered a little... But he can't; he knows he shouldn't. He must look perfect, without any pain that would generate criticism from the other characters; his pride, it seems, won't let him be happy. So he has no choice but to stay under the dim moonlight, sobbing, not knowing what to do.

A noise alerted him, causing him to quickly wipe away his tears as he got out of bed, turning around and standing abruptly. A forced smile spread across his lips. It didn't take long for it to fade a little when he came face to face with Rodger, just a few feet away from him.

"Oh... Rodger... My friend... How are you? How are your cases going?... But most of all... Who gave you permission to walk into my room without saying anything?! Even worse, if I hadn't had you silently, I could have beaten you up thinking you were a burglar! Uh... Anyway, do you need something from me, the wonderful Glisten? For you to come looking for me at this hour, it must be pretty... bad."

He reached for the mirror, recovering a mocking smile, which made Rodger frown. He was hiding something, and Rodger was going to find out; after all, he was a detective, wasn't he?