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‘… Where am I?’ A voice in the distance reached his ears. Footsteps also vibrated through the ground, waking him up from his sleep.
Eyes fluttering open, he sat up and turned around to face the boy walking towards him. Ah right, it should be his first time here, that is, according to his current memories. He had been here before, but he had no memories of this place.
‘Uh, hello! Do you know where is this place?’ asked the boy who was now standing in front of him. This boy was his mirror image except that he had golden hair instead of silver hair. Or rather, he looked like this boy because he was willed into existence by him.
Still tired, he gave a yawn before answering. ‘This place… is your, no, our mind. And you could say that I’m… a part of you. Don't ask,’ he answered curtly while glaring at him to emphasise the last part. It would be terrible if he knew of the truth now because he could not accept it earlier. One day he will have to accept it, but definitely not any time soon. Maybe when he grew much older.
He might have overdone the glare, for the boy trembled slightly before regaining his composure to attempt speaking to him again. 'I-I won't ask then. Anyway, my name is Yogi, or at least that’s what Hirato-san told me because I… can’t remember. What’s your name?’ the boy asked while trying to crack a nervous smile. Yogi was very curious about the other person in this weird space although he had scared him a little.
So now his name was Yogi. He did not know Yogi’s previous name because it was blanked out in the memories and he never mentioned it. Perhaps this name had died along with his previous identity. Regarding the question Yogi posed to him, he tilted his head in confusion before he remembered humans gave words to other people and things called names. Then in this case, he did not have such a word attached to him because nobody has given him one.
‘Name? I don’t have one. Anyway, seeing that this is our mind, there will be nobody but the two of us in this space. If either of us speaks, it's obviously to each other,’ he replied. Actually he was unsure if it was just the two of them. Maybe the forgotten prince still existed somewhere in their mind but he had not explored this space enough.
‘But how am I going to call you then? It would be weird if I just call you as ‘you’! I think I’ll give you a name then,’ said Yogi as he scrunched his eyebrows in concentration to think of a name for his other half. ‘Let’s see… How about Gin? It's just like the colour of your hair!’
‘Uh… okay. I’ll accept it since you’re giving it to me,’ the newly named Gin responded hesistantly. Just then, Yogi could see a slight smile on Gin's face before his expression went back to the scowl he held previously.
‘Alright, nice to meet you, Gin!’ Yogi exclaimed while squeezing Gin’s hands tightly.
As suddenly as Yogi appeared, he started to fade away from his mind. ‘It looks like I have to wake up soon… I hope to see you again!’ he shouted and waved to Gin.
‘Yeah… see you,’ Gin managed to utter before Yogi disappeared completely, leaving him alone in his mindscape again.
It seemed like Yogi was off to a good start with Circus and for the first time ever, he felt hopeful for their future. Of course it was thanks to Circus that this was possible or else they would still be suffering in the hellish laboratory.
…And it felt nice for him to have a name, even though he did not think much of it at first. Little did he know that Circus was going to use the name of his other half on him, yet treating him completely differently from Yogi.