As I emerged from the teeny cubicle, I noticed a woman examining her reflection in the wall mirror. To introduce myself, my name is Mia. She's doing her make-up in the mirror and doesn't appear to notice my presence, though I can guess why she's here.
"Oh hey," she smiled fakely, acting like she's not aware of my presence.
The woman towers over me in height. Her face is quite well-structured, which gives her an air of maturity. Her corpse? You might almost call it perfect.
"Mia," she offered her hand. "Though I think you might have heard of me already."
My response to her handshake was casual. As soon as she began talking again, her smile vanished.
"So… you're Aciel's?"
For a few moments, I just stared at her in silence, unsure of what to say.
"We are whatever you
