The morning sun spilled through the crystal panes of Damian's chamber, scattering light across polished marble.
The day has finally come. It was graduation day in Xavier's institute and Damian couldn't hold back his the excitement within him.
He stood before the mirror, fastening the final clasp of his school uniform — a long royal-blue coat that reached down to his thighs. It was embroidered with thin lines of gold along the collar, cuffs, and hems with a pair of matching blue trousers and immaculate white gloves.
"Damn I'm so cute..." He praised as he adored his reflection.
He suddenly remembered his life before this regression. His reflections always looked back at him with burdened eyes. He was never truly happy in those days, but now... Well he had every reason to smile and be glad thanks to his regression. Something he was deeply grateful for.
