— My name is… Kim Chundong.

The man who looked just like me spoke. I couldn’t fathom the depth in his eyes. Kim Chundong. Hearing that name felt like a hammer striking me in the head. I became speechless and all sorts of thoughts popped up, but the other me spoke first.

— And who are you?

I could easily answer that question. I was undoubtedly Kim Hajin, who wasn’t supposed to exist in this world. After all, I took over Kim Chundong’s life as an irregular.

— I don’t think you’re me.

His sentence woke me up. He knew he wasn’t a doppelgänger of me.

“You know what situation we’re in…”

— …

He closed his eyes and shut his mouth. This didn’t change the fact that we had to fight. However, I wanted to ask him something more ordinary.

“Hey.”

He opened his eyes again and we looked at each other.

“What did you do last night?”

He tilted his head in thought. Then he groaned and pressed his temple.

— I can’t remember. A portion of my memory is blocked.

“Is it?”

I wanted to ask for one simple reason. If this really was Kim Chundong, then last night for him should be around 4-5 years ago.

— For some strange reason…

Suddenly, he began to...