Notes: Chrono Story (akunoP) is such a nice song, don't you think?
Third law of reflection from Wikipedia.
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3. Reflection
Ruby put on his beanie and took another look at the mirror. He adjusted a few strands of hair and, satisfied with what saw, left the bathroom.
Once he had his bag, he walked out of the apartment. Out, he stole a glance back at his new home. It looked, or rather felt, empty. Smiling, he closed the door.
(so many things he needs to get used to)
Ruby walked through the city. Unsure steps, remembering the path he'd taken. People, buildings. A city. Restless moving, a bustling city. Which in turn can create a small hollow place in the heart, or a sparkle of thrill, depending on the angle of the observer.
(he felt lost. and so incredibly alive)
Those unsure steps guided him to what he was looking for. Surrounded by the crowd, focusing on each thing for a second before moving on to the next.
Once he saw himself did he remember he was looking for something. Means to an end, he was obliged to take this course of action. It was what he'd chosen, anyway.
'As long as I've chosen my path, I'm happy. As long as it's what I want'
He stared at himself. He was making his life. Confident, he opened the door.
Gnirih. The reflected ray and the incident ray are on the opposite sides of the normal.
(miraculously he made it back to the apartment. taking off his bag, he glanced at the living room, where wallace was lazily spread on a couch. he sheepishly greeted the man and made his way to his bedroom)