Charlotte Thompson stared at the person standing in front of her, with a face that was naive and clueless, yet exactly identical to her own.
"Who are you? Why do you look exactly like me?"
Riley Thompson, portraying the positive character, blinked her eyes, then gazed at Charlotte Thompson with a look of absolute innocence.
Hearing such a question from the positive character, Charlotte Thompson, as the negative character, curved her lips into a smile, revealing her irresistibly fair skin as she gracefully positioned her arm.
She then stood up from the soft couch, weak and boneless, inching closer to Riley, and with a finger, she gently lifted her chin.
"Who am I?"
Charlotte Thompson's trailing tone went slightly upwards, coupled with a smiling mouth, oddly infused with a mocking tone.
"Indeed, only an idiot like you would ask such a stupid question."
After that, Charlotte Thompson slowly moved closer to Riley in front of her, whispering into her ear.
"I am you."
