There are a set of twins in the 6th grade. Fortunately for me, they’re in different classes, but they have extremely similar names. The first part of their name is the same, but the second parts are different enough. These kids don’t have a freckle out of place, I don’t know how their parents tell them apart.
Me: CO, who is older - you or your brother?
CO: My brother.
Me: How much older? One minute? Two minutes?
CO: Two minutes.
Me: Do people call you the wrong name - they call you CH instead of CO?
CO: Yes. I don’t like my brother.
Me: I call you the wrong name too.
Another student: He’s not CO, he’s CH!
Me: Don’t confuse me!
CO: CH is my girlfriend’s name.
Me: CH is your brother’s name, and your girlfriend’s name?
Me: Your brother is your girlfriend?
CO: Yes. I don’t like my girlfriend, either.
6th grade boys are so, so weird.