“I need to find out if you’re really him or not.” You mumbled.

You stared at him. His gesture, his way of talk, his laughs, his jokes, his smile, are all the same. But that doesn’t determine that he’s him, right? So you decided to have a talk with him.

“Hey, I want to talk with you.” You said. “What? Just tell it here.” Minhyuk replied. “I want to talk with you outside. Now come on.” You went outside. He followed you. On the way there, all student stare at both of you and said,

“What she’s going to do with him?”

“Oh no! he’s in danger!”

“That’s what the punishment is.”

“Shut up all of your b*tchy mouth if you don’t want to mess up with me.” You hissed. All shut their mouth. As you exited the class, you close the door. The students all went to eavesdropping. You open the door and the students fell.

“How dare you eavesdropping?” You asked. “S-s-sorry..” they bowed. “Get back to your seat!” you kicked them, but Minhyuk stopped you. “Faster. Go back to your seat.” Then all scrambled back to their seat.

“So what do you wanna talk about?” He asked. “Well, I’m here to ask, when’s your birthday?” you asked. “Only that? We can talk inside if like that..” he muttered. “No there’s more. But before that, answer my question.” You said. “Well, my birthday is on December 14, 1990.” He replied.

 “Where do you born?” “I forgot about that.”

“Do you have any siblings?” “Nope.”

“Tell me your past.” “Sorry, I couldn’t tell you that.” He muttered. “Why?” You asked. “A long story. And I also forgot about my past.” He said. “Fine.” You said and inside the class.

Only one evidence needed left, his past.

Is my story that boring? :(