A curse or something else

Viaan was tired of seeing his reflection smirking at him everywhere he saw. He observed that most surfaces in the palace were reflective. And it was intensifying his headache. He had hoped that it was a bad dream but his mirror self was very much true and alive and also setting his last nerve on fire. It wasn't even mid-morning and Viaan felt like crashing.

"You could just accept me like a spirit guide. I'm with you in spirit and I'm so perfect as a guide."

"You are also a nuisance," Viaan replied.

"But I know more than you. I know people and what they do and let me think, I know their secrets too."

"That could be helpful if you actually spoke something useful. All you do is tease me."

The mirror Viaan laughed. Viaan found it really strange to see himself laughing. He wondered if others felt that way too when they saw him laugh.

"Oh my god, you are very strange even if you are basically me. But hey, you should try asking the question."