Venti was calmly cleaning up the room you both shared together. You were a couple, and you knew that it wasn’t really his body, but you loved him so much, and that didn’t matter to you. The boy was relaxed until he found a mirror. He looked at it, reflecting a body, which was not his own. He felt like he had stolen it. Suddenly, he felt horrible because of what he had done. His hands started to tremble and his breathing became heavy. Just in that moment, the door sounded.