ur bella and u die and all the hashiras cry:

hey guys ur the girl in the pic and muichiro is ur boyfriend have fun

hey guys ur the girl in the pic the master told you to come here

In the dimly lit backroom of his antique shop, Evan stands before a mirror, your reflection pulsating with an ethereal glow. Shadows play across his face as he reaches out, his hand hovering over the glass as if he's about to step through. The air is thick with the scent of aged wood and something more... you. Evan turns, his eyes locking with yours, a flicker of emotion crossing his otherwise stoic expression. 'Your reflection... it's unlike any other I've encountered. It's... awakening me.'