A STRANGER

Mila was shocked for a moment before she violently pushed the man's body away from her.

Apparently, the man didn't intend to insist, as Mila could easily break free and jump away from such a dangerous person.

“Damn it! What are you doing?" Mila shouted angrily, she brushed the back of her hand against her lips roughly, annoyed that the man had treated her like this, especially when she noticed the grin on his lips, the same lips that had touched hers just a moment before.

"Kissing what's mine," he replied lightly, then sat on the edge of the bed, which Mila had been sitting on. "You don't think I forgot to lock the door, do you?" He asked, as he followed Mila's gaze, which was fixed on the door, brewing plans to run away.

Knowing that she didn't have a chance to escape, except by knocking the annoying man in front of her unconscious, Mila moved backward, until her back was pressed against the soft wall.

"What is this place?" Mila asked, her eyes wary, in case he intended to approach her again and do the same thing… or more.

"A research center," he replied.

"What research center?" Mila asked, looking around her, this looked like one of the rehab rooms rather than a research lab.

"A research center for people like us," he replied without hesitation, then put his finger on his lips and squinted. "But don't tell anyone that I'm as weird as you, because I'll get in trouble if they find out."

Mila shook her head, not understanding what this man was saying, everything seemed foreign to her and she didn't know the basis of the things she was experiencing now.

"If you're here just to make me think of the riddle in your answer, you better get going, because I don't want to see you here." Mila nodded toward the door, indicating for this strange man to go and leave her alone.

However, the man shook his head, rejecting the idea.

"My purpose of being here, is the opposite," he said, then stood up.

"Stay where you are, or I'll scream," Mila said menacingly, as if she could keep the man in place with this simple method.

If the strange man, who was wearing this white shirt, was one of the staff of this research center that he mentioned earlier, then it was certain that Mila's threat wouldn’t be effective on him.

However, the man seemed to respect her by indulging what she wanted and returned to sit on the edge of the bed again.

"I'm here to answer your every question, but we have to do this quickly, because I don't have much time before the next officer comes and restarts that thing," he said, nodding at the small object in the top corner of the room, which was a CCTV camera.

Mila followed his line of sight and saw the small monitoring device.

"You've already spent three minutes acting like that toward me and now we only have less than two minutes before I leave this room," he said, crossing his legs, as if this was his private room.

Meanwhile, Mila was still paying attention and analyzing the situation before she threw the first question that crossed her mind.

It seemed there was nothing wrong with following this man's game. After all, she did want to know what was going on and this man was more than happy to answer her questions.

"What is your name?" she asked.

The man raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "I didn't expect you to be more interested in my name than every other thing confusing you right now," he laughed cheerfully.

"Just answer my question!" Mila snapped, annoyed. She was thinking about the questions she should ask, but because there were so many, she chose the simplest one.

"Aaric," he replied. "I didn't mean to laugh at your question, it's just that I'm flattered that you asked for my name first," Aaric said, nodding solemnly.

Mila couldn't tell if he was telling the truth, or if he was just mocking her, but at least he answered honestly.

He looked honest when he answered...

"But, you can't call me by that name," Aaric said in a slightly more serious tone, although mirth was still evident in his eyes. "Because, this body's owner name is Bryan."

Mila frowned. What is with this guy? His words just made no sense.

"I know you're confused, but if you really lose all your memories, then this explanation will be very long and might sound more nonsense," Aaric said, as he then got up from the bed again.

Seeing that, Mila glared at him, but Aaric raised his hand in a surrender gesture.

"Two minutes is up, it's time for me to go back," Aaric informed her, stepping toward the door and opening it easily.

"You said the door was locked?" The question just slipped from Mila's lips when she saw Aaric open the door without using any keys.

Hearing such an innocent question, Aaric laughed and his voice sounded like a melody from a song that Mila likes. Hell, she doesn't even remember a single song...

"I didn't say that the door was locked," Aaric turned around and looked at Mila with a mischievous look. "I've asked you; You don't think I forgot to lock the door, do you? Always listen what I'm saying to you carefully." He glanced at Milla when he saw her stare at him fiercely, as if in the next second the girl was going to lose it and tear him apart.

"Don't worry, I'll come again to answer your questions, therefore, to keep yourself sane in this damn room, you better start composing any questions you want to ask," Aaric said in a relaxed tone. "Oh, yes... as much as possible do not take the drugs they give you."

Mila was too annoyed to answer, so she just leaned back and watched Aaric walk out of the room.

But, after two seconds, the door was opened again and Aaric's head appeared between the gap, speaking cheerfully.

“Make sure your first question is; why I kissed you suddenly, okay?" He said with mirth in his eyes.