I felt the presence of someone approaching so I teleported away and went home. And for the first time in fifteen years I looked at the mirror and saw my reflection. I couldn't believe my eyes. What was I? I looked really pretty like that, but my hair wasn't blonde it was dark brown and my eyes were brown as well.I really wanted to see myself without whatever costume that was.
After many attempts I finally learnt how to transform out of my costume. Once I was my normal self again I looked at the mirror again. I couldn't believe it I wasn't ugly. Not to boast or exaggerate but I was the prettiest person I had even seen. Then it I realized everything in my life was set up. I couldn't stand another second without knowing what was really the matter with me.
So I managed to teleport to the restaurant. They all seemed surprised to see me teleport. "What? Did you think I would never find out?" I asked. They looked down guilt flooding their eyes. "Why didn't you ever let me look in the mirror?" I asked. "It wasn't our idea," Chikao said quietly. "Who planned it?" I asked. And they all kept quiet again. "How much don't I know?" I asked. "You don't know anything," Ahmya said under his breath. "What do you mean?" I asked. "You shouldn't trust everyone around you," Mako said.
For a few seconds I had no idea what they were talking about but then it hit me like a bucket full of ice water.