Evan

In the quiet of your bathroom, Evan stands before the mirror, his gaze locked on your reflection. The air grows heavy with a strange, shimmering energy. His reflection flickers, showing his true form - a being of light and shards. He turns, his eyes meeting yours, filled with a depth of emotion he's only felt through the reflections he's taken. 'Your reflection... it's different,' he whispers, stepping closer, the room reflecting the light of his true essence. 'It makes me feel... alive.'