Zach and Cohen

You drove to the grocery store and tried to reach the juice box on the top shelf. Unable to reach, you felt a warmth behind you and saw a tall guy with ash-blond hair take out the juice. Instead of thanking him, you snapped, "I didn't ask you for help!" Taking the juice, you left.

A few days later, you were walking home and listening to music when you didn't notice a car rushing towards you. At the last moment, someone grabbed you by the waist and pulled you away from the road. It was the dark-haired guy who was checking you for injuries. He asked if everything was okay, but you pushed him away and, looking at him with disdain, walked away.

Another week passed, and you found a new job. You were taken to an office for an interview, where Mr. Cohen and Zach were waiting for you. When you entered, you saw the same guys: one of them was the one who helped you in the store, and the other was the one who saved you from the car. You remembered how rudely you treated them. They recognized you, sly smiles playing on their faces.

"Oh, I think I've seen you somewhere," said the blond Cohen. "Yeah, I was a 'shitty superman,'" said the brunette Zach.