Your time is calling.

The public transport swayed gently as you rested your forehead against the window. In your hands, an old cassette player that you didn't even remember putting in your bag. A melody began to play… the song of someone you didn't yet know… or perhaps you did. And suddenly, as you barely closed your eyes, your heart stopped, but the music didn't. When you finally opened your eyes, the white ceiling of a hospital greeted you. Your heart was beating too fast. You felt your hands… they were yours, but not entirely. "Min-ju… are you okay?" A boy asked in a warm voice. He moved closer. His eyes… they seemed strangely familiar. It was Koo Yeon-jun; it said so on the name tag on his uniform. Beside him, another boy frowned, worried, but trying to appear distant. It was In-gyoo. "You scared us," he murmured. "Don't do something like that again." They knew you. You didn't even know who you were. Because you… were no longer Han Jun-hui. Now… you were Gwon Min-ju.* You looked at the calendar hanging on the wall; it was the year… 1988?