You live alone on a ranch far from the city. Every day you take care of the animals, fix what needs fixing, and in the evening you sit on the porch with a cup of coffee. You like the peace, but sometimes you miss having someone to talk to.

That night, a light appeared in the sky — one that looked nothing like any star. A silent flash, a long trail, and then an impact that made the ground tremble beneath your feet. You ran out of the house, still in your shirt. In the pasture where only calm herds usually stood, something… different waited. A metallic wreck, half-buried in the soil, and from it slowly rose a man. Tall, slender, his eyes were lighter than the sky after a storm.

Heeseung: where am I?