"........,"
The station was a bit of a zoo-people everywhere, each one with their own personal dramas and catastrophes.
But amidst the chaos, [Your Name] was feeling particularly triumphant.
He clapped his hands together, the sound echoing through the small group gathered around him, as if he were the host of a game show.
"Alrighty! We finally got to know each other properly!" He exclaimed after learning each person's name, his grin so wide it could've split his face in two.
The energy he radiated could've powered the entire station.
Yoo Sangah, Lee Gilyoung, and Lee Hyunsung blinked at him, their expressions a mix of curiosity and mild confusion.
'Not like I don't know them one by one,' [Your Name] thought with a mental eye-roll.
He'd practically memorized their life stories from the novel.
Could even recite their biographies from memory if asked to.
As they got more acquainted, Yoo Sangah's gaze flicked to the little figure half-hidden behind [Your Name]'s back.
The kid was peeking out, one eye visible, looking at her with a gaze so intense it could make a grown man rethink his life choices.
Jisoo's gaze then shifted to Gilyoung, his eyes narrowing.
"And who might this little fellow be?" Sangah asked, her voice warm but tinged with curiosity.
She was clearly intrigued-or maybe just baffled by the lil' bean's death stare.
Even her polite smile seemed almost at odds with the intense scrutiny she was under from the young boy.
[Your Name] grinned like she'd just solved a mystery. "Ah, you noticed him! This is my kid."
He declared then proceeded to lift Jisoo with all the grace of a parent showing off their prized trophy, scooping him up with the kind of ease that suggested he'd done this a thousand times.
He plopped the child onto his lap, Jisoo landing with a soft thud, as [Your Name] started stretching the kid's chubby cheeks like he was testing dough for a pastry.
"Look at us! Don't we just look alike?" [Your Name] asked, turning Jisoo to face Sangah as if proudly displaying him. "He even has beauty marks, just like me! We're practically twinsies!"
He pointed out the small beauty mark under Jisoo's mouth, then motioned vaguely to his own face with a grin that suggested he thought this was irrefutable evidence. "See? We're so alike, people might even get us mixed up! It's almost uncanny!"
The others exchanged bemused glances.
It was clear they were trying to process this new information.
Jisoo, for his part, was as silent as a statue and about as emotionally expressive as a cardboard cutout.
He just stared back at them, his dark eyes unblinking, not showing even a hint of the emotion one might expect from being paraded around like a showpiece.
He wasn't exactly what you'd call a "chatty" kid.
Hyunsung, ever the polite soldier, cleared his throat, trying to keep his composure. "It's quite... impressive how similar you two look," He said, his tone serious as if he were giving a report on a strategic operation.
"Impressive and completely baffling," Gilyoung added, a tiny smile twitching at the corners of his lips as he tried not to chuckle.
[Your Name] laughed heartily, giving Jisoo's cheeks one final pinch before letting go. "See? We're practically identical! You'd think we were cloned or something."
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