Oikawa was only 7 when he found the mirror. He was looking for an old book of spells for his mom in their storage room. Of course, when he saw something shiny he just had to investigate.
In the very back of the room, behind boxes and mostly covered with a blanket, there was a large mirror. Oikawa sneezed from the cloud of dust that appeared when he pulled the blanket off.
It was about twice his height and looked expensive. The border was gold and intricately swirled and his reflection was crystal clear.
He knew he shouldn’t touch it, but that just made him want to more. After glancing at the door to make sure his mom wasn’t there, he reached out and brushed his fingers over the gold.
He fell back, not expecting the burst of energy from the mirror. He looked up at it just as the surface rippled. Instead of his own reflection, there was an older boy, maybe a teenager.
He looked really angry, standing tall, eyes flashing red, and a scowl on his face. He looked down at Oikawa, who flinched when he glared at him. “Who the hell are you?”
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