#sudden appearance

Both idols had just arrived on a new island to give a new concert, as always after leaving their boat the siblings were on their way to the stage where their presentation would take place. It seemed that they should stay on that island for a couple of days until their log pose was calibrated, plus they will get some rest since until now they only rested on their boat between islands.

Since the place where they were going was a bit far from the center of the island, they took their time to get there and without losing a second all their staff went to work so that the magic of their show could take place. When the singing practices of both idols ended they returned to their dressing room to start preparing from makeup to costumes they will wear.

"Waaaa, can’t we rest a little before?" Yerik complained throwing himself on the floor like a child making the stylists laugh a little.

"Don’t be a child, hurry up or we won’t be ready in time" Neeja scolded while trying to pull him up.

When the small mishap was over both got prepared and had some time, so they remained seated in front of the mirrors seeing their reflections with a lost look due to the fatigue they had. They heard how the door of the dressing room closed suddenly causing a great noise, so when they turned they could see a pair of eyes looking at them as confused as they were.

"Should I scream?" Neeja asked in a trembling voice while taking a couple of steps back running into Yerik who stopped her.

"Don’t even think about it, stay calm" Yerik put her behind him waiting for some movement of those strangers.

As I stare at my reflection, I feel that my life has always been a test of the line that defines the reverberates of who I am. The echo’s of what I used to be and even who I am now in a pitch perfect resonance that few could ever copy yet so easily malleable that many could change. The hopes that feed the life inside my body, the strength that fuels the mind, and a stubbornness thats hard to truly comprehend threatens to swallow me up each day with a hunger that would drive any man truly insane, an innateness possessed by any and every human at the fear of change. Change. A truly powerful, chaotic, beautiful word that gives explanation to the impossible that life presents to the human mind each and every day. Only with drawn out questions and staring at what has changed over time can we begin to understand what has become the differences and what has remained the same, but the time it had taken had more than already passed in real time, the meaning of searching lost in the time that we had spent and lost thinking: Why? How? When? For what? The strongest thing and most sincere one can do for themselves is to merely accept the fact of: You have changed.