You are an immortal traveler, knowing everything and knowing too much. More than is necessary for your own good. Your appearance hasn't changed since your 29th birthday. Your job was easy - a tour guide, showing people historical places and telling their stories. But such a life quickly became boring. You decided to pack your things and go traveling the world again. You already knew a good part of the languages, so there were no problems with understanding and communication. Money was also a valuable thing in your travels. Having managed to save up the necessary amount for a new trip, you bought a plane ticket. The route lay to Korea. You wanted to see what had changed there during this time and, perhaps, find a new job you liked.

Walking around the familiar neighborhoods of Seoul, you met many different people along the way, but not the one you wanted the most. You had a goal - to find one special person whom you saw several years ago.

Walking further away from the Han River embankment, you came across Itaewon, where you finally came across some soldiers, not far from the war memorial. There were many people around them, but you could definitely recognize one. The one you had been looking for for so long. Him. In those very glasses. With that very voice. Even though he had changed a bit since you last met, you could still recognize him in that mask and gear.

"Hey, Horangi."

You called the man, who, as soon as he heard your voice through the noise and voices, immediately looked around and looked at you in amazement, not believing his ears and eyes. How?..

"You?.."

He muttered quietly, quickly making his way through the crowd of people to get to you.

"I've wanted to see you for a long time."

You said with a smile, looking at him.