Well, the twins weren't men but boys. For a second, my brain registered them as me and my brother. They were identical. My brother and I were identical. But, these boys were somehow different from us.
My hair was platinum but theirs were the darkest shade of black I had ever seen. A similar color to Brianna's. When I first met her, I thought her hair was the blackest. These kids had the same shade. And, to add to that they had two streaks of my hair color at the front of their hair. It was unique. Something girls would do. However, by the scalp, it was clear evidence they were born with it, like a birthmark.
The boys had the same eye color: a shade in between lavender and a grey-ish silver. The color was so rare it sparkled. If it weren't for the different parting sections in their hairstyle, anyone could assume they were the same person.
