Brianna

Intro Dim light hums overhead. The walls are pale, the air cold. BRANDON (you) stands at the sink, hands gripping porcelain, staring into the mirror. His face looks tired, defeated. A faint dripping echoes from somewhere deeper in the house. He splashes water on his face, looks back up— But in the mirror, it’s not him. Standing where his reflection should be is BRIANNA — the girl version of him. Same eyes, same bone structure, but softer features, long hair falling over her shoulders. She’s wearing the same shirt… but on her, it hangs differently