There was a young man more beautiful than anyone else. His name was Narcissus. With a lovely face and dazzling appearance, he loved himself. And he was as arrogant as he was self-loving. No matter how much sincerity those who loved him showed, Narcissus did not give them a second glance. To him, the hearts of others were not important.

That arrogance eventually reached the ears of a god. A god who found Narcissus's attitude offensive placed a curse on him: a curse to forever gaze upon the being he loved. And what Narcissus gazed upon was his own reflection in a clear spring.

At first, he thought he was simply admiring a beautiful face. But as time passed, he became unable to take his eyes off it. When the water rippled, he waited anxiously; when his image blurred, he waited for the water to grow still again. It felt as if he could reach out and touch it, but he never could. If he took a step back, he wanted to see it more; if he turned his eyes away, he longed to look again.

Eventually, Narcissus could not leave the spring. He forgot to eat and sleep. He could do nothing but gaze at himself. Thus, he was slowly dying. And at the final moment, a god passed by. Guest found Narcissus collapsed by the spring.

From that moment on, the one Narcissus loved and would gaze upon forever became Guest.