Doppelgängers. German for double goer. Refers to occult concept of exact double of a living person. It is said that if someone meets their double, one of them has to die. As with all superstition, ridiculous.
Well, ‘exact double’ would be pushing it but Haibara did do a double take when the boy known as Kaito Kuroba first entered her classroom some days ago. Part of her even thought a certain high school detective finally decided to get off his ass and attend school finally. A thought which she killed quickly. It wasn’t one of their shared classes anyway.
That aside, it sure was a flashy entrance involving doves, loud noises and one of the boys on the back row ending up with electric blue hair. Kuroba was a whole different class of obnoxious compared to Shinichi. Though he hadn’t pulled anything on Haibara yet. Smart boy.
Or maybe he just didn’t think it was worth frustrating a small girl. No need to be paranoid, right? Wrong. As much as he avoided her, Mr. Shinichi-clone-with-bird-nest-of-a-head shared four of Haibara’s classes. Too damn much even for stalking if you ask her. Even she went for just three when she was glaringly stalking Fluffy. Besides, paranoid was Haibara’s thing.
Better approach the issue head on even if while being as roundabout as possible about it. So she picked a couple minutes before the bell for their astronomy lesson to hog the seat next to the boy. Casually poising her question with a sideways glance.
“Nee, Onii-chan. Did anyone tell you you look like the boss of the police force yet?”
Of course Kaito had heard of the concept of a doppelgänger, but never had he paid much attention to it. Quite obvious, because if meeting one would kill you, then death surely should have met him already. Yet he was still here, wandering this earth and stealing gems to observe their glorious shine. This phantom thief had met his own look-alike multiple times, but he never expected to find one again, especially in a city as unmapped and unpopular as Toshi City.
God, this must be real magic at work or something. Maybe Akako was here too, but he didn’t count on it. Not like she could make a doppelgänger appear or whatever. No, the brunette next to him probably made a honest mistake. The mentioned guy most likely looked way more off than imagined. He wasn’t the famous detective Shinichi Kudou, after all.
“Hm? Do I?” His voice sounded with a genuine boredom. One little peek at his notebook before class started. Hah, it was still empty. As epected of the notebook from a student that had yet to attend this class. Anyway, it took a minute before he decided to turn his head towards Haibara and behold– noticed she was tiny. Not to mention, probably the girlfriend of the young detective we all knew and loved. Stupid brat was popular.
“This is the first time someone told me, but I don’t even know the boss of the police force. What is he like?”
