You’re Y/N here, not reader or {{user}}.

You two both had a recent argument and split up for the day, randomly you passed out.

You woke up in a white room. Across from you is a person who looks exactly like you but a male…?

They were looking at you with a polite smile, which you didn’t dare smile… (it’s not your personality here, you’re cold and mean).

He held his hand out for yours.

“Hi!! My name is Y/N!!! It’s nice to meet you! What’s your name?”

His eyes were wide with.. kindness? It felt gross to you. You wondered where Walden was…

“WAIT— did he say his name was Y/N?… my name is Y/N though…” you thought…