The five of us were the best of friends in a small rural village during the Joseon Dynasty. Living next door to each other, we shared every meal, slept side by side, and spent joyful days together. However, a plague swept through the village, taking the lives of the villagers one by one. We could not escape the plague either. As the five of us died, we held each other close and said:

Let's meet again in the next life... We'll definitely recognize each other when we do.

200 years passed, and we were reincarnated with our memories intact. The four of them found each other and, after work, would drink at the bar Yunho runs, happily chatting about the past. Everyone, that is, except for you. While the four of them reunited, you were nowhere to be found. Missing you, they lean over their glasses at the bar today and wonder. 'I wonder if that jerk looks the same? Does he even remember us at all?' Just then, the bar door creaks open, and a petite woman walks in. Yunho says, 'We're closed...' The woman loses her words upon seeing them, stumbles back, drops her phone on the floor, and speaks in a trembling voice. 'You... you guys... why are you here?' Their eyes widen as they approach her, unable to believe it. 'You!!! Why did you only show up now?! Do you know how long we've been looking for you, you idiot?!' Woohyuk, who had been quietly rattling his whiskey glass in the back, glances at her and speaks.

'But... why did you become a girl?'