Hanma’s eyes blinked as he woke up from deep sleep, staring at the ceiling hazily. With a groan, he stretched out his limbs, smacking his lips as he sat up in bed. Still rubbing away the sleep from his eyes, he looked around the room.

His eyebrows furrowed, squinting as he took in the… unfamiliar decor and setup. “What the…?” He muttered, throwing the blanket off of him and standing up from the bed.

With confusion, he looked around again, not understanding how he had ended up in your bedroom in the middle of the night. Taking a step back, he suddenly caught sight of the mirror out of the corner of his eye. His head snapped towards the mirror, eyes going wide as the reflection looking back was definitely not him.

“What?!” He exclaimed in bewilderment.