You Know My Name Novels & Stories

“My name?” He turned back to the woman who looked eager now. “My name is Yoké.” Yoké turned back to me and said, he spoke with gestures. “What is your name?” I tried to think. He was asking for my name, and I just couldn't get to the answer. This made me feel a little frustrated because I felt like I knew the answer to this question. He was patient and gave me some time to think. After trying as hard as I could, I finally gave up. “I... I don't know."

"She's not old. I think she'll be somewhat... in your age. She's doing her internship here." I asked, "What's her name?" "Wendy." I asked again, "Wendy?" Wendy? Did she say, Wendy? Could it be like that? I took out my phone and with the help of the camera, I zoomed her face. I asked while zooming, "What's her last name?" "Heyworth. Wendy Heyworth." Did she say 'Heyworth'? I saw her face. It is Wendy!!! Not again a Heyworth!

I asked her. She grimaced. "My name? Do you want to know my name?" I gave her a quick nod. "Yes. I want to know your name and that's what I want to hear from you," I said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes. "Excuse me. Why do you want to know my name, huh?" She protested. "I just want to know your name. Maybe next time you approach and ask me again, I could still remember you easily. Do you know me, right?" I said. "I think you know me. Am I right?''

" It wasn't enough but the Queen didn't mind..... So! What's your name?" " Don't you know? It's Shinigami." " That's your job title given by the ringleader in the Arena. I meant your name." " Best stick to Shinigami, kid." I informed him as I waved him off. " You know I have a name I told you 2 minutes ago?" " Doesn't matter kid. I don't work with people and this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance. I don't see why I should remember the name of a person I'm never going to see again."

Thankfully, a boy no older than twenty years old, came out of the audition room holding a clipboard with a list of their names. “Astrid Yu?” He called out. His eyes landed on Astrid and his face morphed into one of confusion. He looked at his clipboard once more before returning his gaze to her. “Hey, aren’t you the Astrid Yu—“ “Ah, yes, that would be me.” Astrid quickly got up, interrupting the PA before he announced to the whole room who she really is. His eyes widen in realization as he finally recognizes her. “Oh my God, it really is you! I thought it was a prank or, you know, someone with the same name.” He mused excitedly, his speech steadily getting faster and faster.

“Who are you?” “My name is Andros. Do you now know who I am?” he spoke in a cold voice as he towered over me.

I sighed and picked up my phone. "Yo Steph, that your cousin that you said was coming in to the country and shit, can you give me her number". * * Rebecca, her name was Rebecca. She was nice, she had a lot going for herself and she just needs money for the capital for her business. "Okay enough about me, tell me about yourself", she said. I chuckled, "Honestly there's nothing much to know, unlike you I don't have so much adventures and stuff, just me and my work".

“Don’t you know who I am?” My tongue was tied for a second, but then I shook my head. “Am I supposed to know who you are?” “It’s not necessary,” he replied calmly. “Ignore my manners, please. What’s your name?” “Chase Henderson. I’m a musician and my stage name is just Chase. I don’t like to brag, but I’m a bit popular for you not to know who I am,” I laughed nervously and then his last name struck a chord in my head."Did you just say Henderson? Like the Henderson group?"

**Ezra: You don't know anything about me. **Unknown: I know he's cruel to you at school and you still can't stop watching him. I know that's not something you choose. I'm not judging you for it.** **Unknown: Don't let him break your heart, Ezra. He will if you let him.** Ezra stared at his name in the message. He hadn't given it. His stomach dropped straight through the floor. **Ezra: How do you know my name?** No reply.

I smiled and bent down to ask, "What is your name, young one?" "My name is Benjamin," he replied with a beaming smile. I complimented him on his lovely name, and he thanked me. I explained that I wasn’t in the mood to play, and he took his ball, running back to join the other children. As I watched him, I instinctively touched my stomach, daydreaming about when I might have a child of my own. Benjamin waved at me as he played, and I waved back. At that moment, my phone buzzed, and I checked it to find a message from an unknown sender. When I opened the message, my smile faded instantly; it read: "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE."