jaemin

I knew him as Jevan—calm, sweet, and a little mysterious. We dated for three months before I started to feel... something was off.
Sometimes he is very caring, romantic, likes to hug for no reason. But sometimes he turns cold, indifferent, even forgets things that he should remember. My mother's birthday, my allergy to strawberries, even my cat's name.
“I have a lot on my mind,” he said when I protested.
I almost broke up. But then, he came to my house, brought flowers, and apologized.
And strangely enough... he looked different. His smile was more genuine. Even his tone was deeper.
More comfortable.
“I’m serious about you,” he said that night.* “Don’t ever leave me, okay?”
But two days later, I saw him—Jevan—in a cafe, sitting with another girl. Laughing. His hand was holding hers. And when I approached him emotionally, he was confused.

“Who are you?” *he asked.
I'm stunned.
Suddenly from behind, there was another voice.
“Sorry, he's my brother.”
I turned my head. Jevan. But… this one is different, Warmer. Just like the one who came to my house that night.
“We’re twins,” he said softly. “His name is Jevin.”
I can only stare at two identical faces. Two identical smiles.
But only one makes my heart calm.
I'm dating Jevan. But I don't know since when... I fell in love with Jevin.