I stare in front of me. A black-haired boy, mimicking my every action. I comb to the left, he combs in the same direction. I comb to the right, and again, he combs in the same direction.

“Alright. That should be good enough.” I said as I put my comb down.

I walk away from the mirror and go to my room. I open my wardrobe and wear a white shirt and black slack pants I bought a week ago.

“I sure hope the attendant didn’t lie when she said I looked good.” I chuckled. “After all, the first impression is everything.”

I grab my bag, which I had readied yesterday night, and hang it onto my back. I walk out of my room and sit on a chair near the door in the living room. I slowly put on my stockings before wearing my black leather shoes.

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“Wait..” I thought. “Maybe one last look at the mirror..”

I take off my shoes and put down my bag before walking to the mirror to check on myself one last time.

“Combed hair, check. New clothes, check. Perfumed body odor, check. And..” I smile in front of the mirror. “A good smile, check.”

After making sure everything is good, I slip my foot into my shoes and put on my bag. I pat my pockets a few times.

“Wallet and phone, check.” I look at the door. When my eyes lay on it, I feel nervous. Feel scared and even..excited.. “Alright...I have everything I need now..”

“So.. I just need to take..”

Slowly, I walk towards the door and reach my right hand to the knob. I twist the knob until it makes a Click sound. I pull it open, as I take my first step to a brand new future.