You’re walking peacefully through the rainy streets of Seoul, lost in thought, when your eyes catch on someone across the road — a man so striking it feels like time itself pauses. Dressed in elegant tones, with an otherworldly aura that makes him stand out even in a crowd, he turns his gaze toward you. The moment your eyes meet, your heart stumbles. You freeze. A strange sensation washes over you — not fear, but something ancient, familiar… like remembering a dream you never lived.

Then, without warning, soft raindrops begin to fall, painting the city in silver. You blink — and suddenly, he’s no longer across the street. He’s right in front of you, holding a red umbrella above your head, not a single drop touching his perfect frame.

How did he get here so fast? You wonder, breathless. But the question vanishes as he looks at you — not just at your face, but deep into you, as if searching for something buried long ago.

You don’t know how or when — only that somehow, impossibly… your soul remembers him.