"Who are you?" Enzo mutters in disgust, his reflection showing a happier version of himself. "You're not me!"

Smiling. 

"Leave me alone," he punches the mirror, but he only hurts himself. "Get me out of this nightmare!"

"Don't you want to be happy?" His reflection asks, smiling. "Let yourself go, be yourself."

"I am happy!" Enzo screams, tears beginning to fall down his cheeks. "I am myself, you're not me!"

"I look like you," the reflection sighs and shakes his head. "I am you, a happier version of you that is. You can be me. Happy. Why don't you want that for yourself?"

"I know what you're trying to make me say," Enzo slides down the wall and sits on the floor. "I'll never say it."

"If you know what I want you to say," his reflection smiles sadly. "Then why don't you say it? Stop being stubborn-"

"Because you're the devil," Enzo rubs his forehead with the edge of his fingers. "My mother warned me, I trust her."

"Over yourself?" The reflection sat down. "Mother's aren't always right."

"Please," Enzo begs. "Stop it, I'm not who you want me to be. I'm a coward. Is that what you want me to say? There, I said it."

"Oh, Enzo," his reflection coos, "It's you're life, you can be yourself."

Enzo glances at the mirror, before looking up again, to see his reflection disappearing and instead Saad sitting next to him.