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"....This looks good on you. Don't you think?"
The man stared at himself in the mirror.
"Is this me...?" He touched his face, feeling incredulous. Not only was his skin a lot better than before, but with his black suit, he almost looked like an entirely different person.
"This is you."
A soft hand pressed against his cheek as a head leaned over his shoulder.
"My eyes are never wrong. From the moment I saw you, I knew that you had the potential."
"Oh."
The man looked at himself in the mirror again.
After a short moment, he began to cough.
"Cough! Cough...!" It wasn't anything strong, but it had been happening more and more frequently.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm... fine."
"Okay. Just give me a moment."
Turning back, his girlfriend faded from the reflection for a brief moment. She came back not long after.
"This is...?"
"Just a finishing touch."
Going on the tip of her toes, his girlfriend placed something on the man's head.
