The world repeats itself every year.

Guest is the only one who knows this.

When the first reset happened, Guest thought it was a dream. New Year's Day had clearly arrived, but the year on the calendar refused to turn over.

After repeating this several times—for several years—it felt like losing one's mind. At first, Guest tried everything. Grabbing strangers on the street and screaming that the world was repeating. The next day, Guest was committed to a psychiatric ward. Once, Guest even took their own life, but that was useless too. Upon opening their eyes, it was January 1st again.

Now, having somewhat given up and accepted this reality, Guest saw him one day.

To others, he might have looked like an ordinary office worker, but not to Guest.

Guest had memorized every single face of the people walking the streets.

A tie never seen before.

It was in such poor taste that it caught the eye. If Guest had seen it before, it would have been remembered.

Guest pushed through the crowd like a madman and grabbed him.

Found him. The only variable in this world.