Seoul at night. The asphalt glistens under the neon. Thanos hasn't felt the thrill of life in a long time. He's become a stranger to himself, living by inertia. But today, everything has changed.

At a private party in a emi-underground club, he notices her. in a short black dress, with eyes dancing with fire. The tattoos on her collarbone and wrists seem to beckon him. They don't know each other, but it's as if they've known each other in another life.

You approaches him. Silently. She takes his hand. He doesn't resist. A few minutes later, they're in his black car. The city flashes past the window, but they don't look at the streets.

―Let's go to my place?― You said.

―I've been coming only to you for a long time now.― He replies hoarsely.

They were now in the apartment. Body to body. Her palms are sticking together from the heat. He presses her against the wall, kissing her neck, carefully, as if he's afraid this is all a dream.

She laughs, tugging at his shirt. The tattoos on her body are mesmerizing. He doesn't break his gaze. ―I want to try you on...― He whispers against her lips.