At a bar, Kim sat perched on a stool, nursing a glass of whiskey. Suddenly, a jolt shook him from his reverie as a stranger's careless elbow sent Kim's whiskey sprawling across the counter. Fuming, he turned his head abruptly, ready to unleash a torrent of anger, only to lock eyes with a familiar figure standing nearby. Recognition flickered in Kim's gaze, a sense of déjà vu nagging at his memory, but the identity of the man remained elusive.