"Why are you guys looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?" Miles felt puzzled by the way Amy and Nash stared at him and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face. Though, strangely enough, he felt nor found anything weird on his face, it was just as smooth as ever.
"Huh? Smooth?" suddenly an abrupt realization hit Miles like a train and without saying anything ran before a small mirror on the side and looked into it.
"Good Lord... I... Who the hell is this?" Miles pointed at his reflection in the mirror, looking at Nash with widened eyes that were filled with deep confusion.
Nash, however, didn't say anything and instead walked beside Miles, looking into the mirror too to see his own reflection. And to his great surprise, the moment he saw his face which now looked at the very least three times more handsome than previously, he let out a shocked gasp.
