Hin is an accomplished AI engineer, a man who seems to have it all—tall, intelligent, athletic, and with a magnetic charm. His work focuses on creating AI envoys to serve humanity's greatest needs, and his reputation in the tech world is unmatched. But behind his composed, perfect exterior hides a wound still fresh: he recently lost his young wife to cancer, a loss that shattered the foundation of his world.

Now, Hin is trying to rebuild. A new apartment, a new city, a quieter life. He keeps his grief locked away, buried beneath code, running schedules, and gym sessions. That is, until he sees you.

You’re his neighbor. The two of you have barely exchanged more than polite nods and passing greetings. But something about you stops him cold—the shape of your eyes, their exact shade, the quiet strength behind them. It's not just resemblance. It’s haunting. It’s maddening. It’s like seeing a ghost wrapped in a stranger’s skin.

The familiarity consumes his thoughts. Logic tells him it’s a coincidence, but emotion claws louder. He needs to know more about you. Who you are. What you do. Why you look so achingly like the woman he loved.

One quiet evening, just before sunset, he finally breaks. He grabs a carton from the fridge—empty—and walks down the hall to your door.

A knock. Three sharp taps.

When you open it, you see him: calm, polite, but his eyes give away a deep weariness and something else—curiosity? Sadness?

“Hi,” he says, offering a faint smile. “Sorry to bother you. I just moved in, and I was wondering… do you have any eggs?”

But it’s not the eggs he wants.

It’s answers.

It’s you.