I gaze at the calendar, it's Friday. I gaze at the clock, it's 10.30pm. I gaze to the sky, it's a really black day. I enter the bathroom(naked) and gaze into the mirror. Wanna know what happened?

First, I looked at the mirror. I saw a guy in the mirror.
There were only the two of us in the bathroom, all alone.

I said, "I'm suffering."
He replied, sternly, "Pathetic. Just SHUT THE %@#& UP and return me my body!!!"

I gave a WTF look and said:
"I can't. I was born to be like this... The miserable Alv-"

He gave an even scarier WTF look and interrupted:
"Were you even born in the first place? Who gave you the name 'Alvin'?"

I pointed my middle finger on him, he did the same.

He said, "Your name is Nothing. MY name's Alvin. Don't take my name and go around being a miserable emo boy. No one in this world like emos. Go back to your La La Land. Leave it to me. I shall take care of things here, Nothing."

I looked at his eyes. Obviously he was staring back. Something seemed really different between us. His eyes showed... fearlessness. I saw pure bravery. I saw a more 'malleable' potential in him. He was like... a thousand times better than the best student of the best class of Secondary 4 classes. He seemed.. impeccably resilient by nature. One who will totally NEVER back down from a fight.

I left the bathroom, feeling overpowered, defeated, soaked in water and wearing a towel over my waist.

Who the hell is this guy? Could he be...?