I… don’t think we have, no. (raises eyebrows slightly, shrugging) You seem kinda familiar too. Maybe it’s one of those fated things.
[there’s a smile on his face as he listens to you speak, although it falters at your last sentence. He nods slightly, his expression not really showing how torn he feels inside; instead he just looks happy] Hmm… Maybe. [he laughs quite nervously, scratching his head idly] I’m Sehun.
(notes your expression somewhere in the back of his mind, though it doesn’t show in his words at first; when he speaks it’s barely above a mumble) Hi, Sehun. I’m Jongin. Nice to meet you. (he tucks his hands safely in the pockets of his jeans, looking skyward for a moment) Sorry if I weirded you out. I’m just… thinking out loud, you know.