PK stared at the screen for a second longer than necessary.
He typed back.
PK:
Hi.
The reply came instantly.
Lana & Luna:
Are you Mr.Fool?
PK blinked.
Same message.
Same timing.
Same punctuation.
He frowned slightly, then smirked.
Are they sitting next to each other?
Or do they share a single brain with two keyboards?
He replied.
PK:
What if I am?
What if I'm not?
The response appeared almost immediately.
Lana & Luna:
That answer feels very Mr.Fool.
PK leaned back in his chair.
No delay.
No disagreement.
No "wait, let me think."
Do they rehearse this? Or is this some terrifying twin-level synchronization?
PK:
Or maybe it feels like someone who doesn't need a mask.
Lana & Luna:
Masks exist for a reason.
Of course they do, PK thought.
And apparently, they come in matching pairs.
PK:
So do locks.
They're meant to be tested.
A pause—barely noticeable, but long enough for PK to catch it.
Ah. So they do breathe.
Then—
Lana & Luna:
You crossed a line.
PK raised an eyebrow.
PK:
You drew it first.
Typing dots appeared. Disappeared. Reappeared.
Even their hesitation is synchronized, he thought.
This is unfair. How am I supposed to read two minds when they behave like one?
Lana & Luna:
You shouldn't have looked.
PK's expression softened, humor giving way to honesty.
PK:
I didn't look without respect.
I saw discipline. Consistency. Growth.
Silence.
Real silence this time.
Then—
Lana & Luna:
You're calm for someone holding a dangerous secret.
PK smiled to himself.
They're testing me.
Both of them.
At the exact same millisecond.
PK:
Secrets lose their edge once they're understood.
Lana & Luna:
And what do you plan to do with what you know?
PK thought for a moment, then typed.
PK:
Nothing… unless invited.
The reply came a second later—still perfectly aligned.
Lana & Luna:
You're confident.
No, PK corrected mentally.
I'm just trying not to laugh at how coordinated this is.
PK:
Only because I don't underestimate people who challenge me.
Lana & Luna:
Then consider this a challenge.
PK chuckled softly.
Great.
Now I'm flirting with a synchronized people.
PK:
"I accepted it the moment you both said 'Hi.'"
A reply appeared instantly.
Lana & Luna:
"Accepted what?"
"And since you saw… what are you thinking of doing?"
PK paused, fingers hovering for half a second—just enough to enjoy it.
Then he typed.
PK:
"Thinking of taking everything as mine."
The response came faster than expected.
Lana & Luna:
"Hate you!"
Both went offline at the exact same moment.
PK stared at the screen, then leaned back and let out a quiet laugh. He locked his phone and shook his head, thoroughly amused.
Do they think the same?
Type the same?
Blink at the same time too?
A slow smile crept onto his face.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
This wasn't just curiosity anymore.
It was fun.
And PK hadn't felt that in a long time.