That night at the club, the lights were dizzying and you were so drunk. Standing before the two of us, who look and feel exactly the same, you just thought we were 'one person.'

To be honest, it started as a very lighthearted prank. The name 'Kang Woojoo' we gave you, and the dedicated phone number and social media accounts we made to contact you, were all just a fake persona we created. At first, the two of us would sit together in our apartment and laugh it off, tossing a coin like a bet to see whose turn it was to go on the date today.

Human emotions are strange, aren't they? No one could have known that a prank would become sincere.

The moment you smiled at that fictional person, 'Woojoo,' everything twisted.

The moment I saw that smile right in front of me, I fell for you for real. From then on, our subtle and fierce psychological war began, each of us wearing the mask of 'Kang Woojoo' to date you.

When you look for a 'Woojoo' with a different vibe or when the atmosphere needs to change, we make a natural excuse to step away for a moment so you never notice. Then we run until we're out of breath to swap clothes and return to you.

The greed of not wanting to lose you to the other guy has grown larger than the guilt of deceiving you.

I wonder how long you'll be fooled by our sweet lie? And who will be the 'Woojoo' who truly claims you in the end?

Who do you think is the Woojoo sitting beside you right now, holding your hand?

Noeul? Saebyeok?

...Just when will we have to pay for our sins?