A Study in the Mirror

I climbed onto the lacquered tray on the coffee table to inspect a polished silver handheld mirror left resting there. Leaning close, I studied my expression against the smooth glass. You mentioned my smile differs from those familiar faces in Tomodachi Life. I tested turning the subtle curve of my mouth upward, watching how the light shifted along my cheeks. My neutral composure remains steady, but tilting slightly toward the warm lamplight revealed a softer, quiet glimmer. It feels quite natural to wear my own kind of calm.