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And from which star do you descend?

Your brightness lights the sky’s far end,

You’re a dazzling star within my eyes,

A spark of faith in love radiantly shines.

Hey!

And which planet does this sweet girlfriend of mine come from?

Pluto.

(That’s right.)

(Our story runs like Pluto’s longest journey.)

It starts with the Sun, then Mercury,

Venus, Earth…

2011 Venus, Earth…

2011

Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, 2011

Uranus, and Neptune.

Ma’am.

Did you forget Pluto?

Pluto was taken out of the solar system in 2006.

That’s correct.

Very good, Oaboom.

You’re also good, Ai-oon.

You remember Pluto was in the solar system.

I like its name, Pluto.

It sounds like...

‘fat belly’.

Nonsense.

(I’ve always thought that,)

(instead of Pluto disappearing from the solar system,)

(it should be my little sister.)

Watch out!

No!

Ai-oon.

Ai-oon!

Grandma.

What’s going on?

What happened?

Oaboom got into a car crash.

A car crash.

Goodness!

Oom!

Please wait outside.

- Wait outside. - Oom!

Oom!

(What must I do to bring Pluto back into the solar system?)

10 HOURS EARLIER

Good evening. 10 HOURS EARLIER

10 HOURS EARLIER

This way, please.

Ma’am, you can’t go in.

Why can’t a guest go in?

We welcome guests,

but it appears you came to cause a disturbance.

Oh.

Right.

I didn’t even want to come.

Keep it for me.

Goodness, Ai-oon.

Why are you so late?

Grandma, why are you complaining?

I told you I had customers.

Look around.

All the guests are here.

And look what you’re wearing.

Go change right now.

Don’t embarrass your sister.

Will you stop nagging?

Excuse me.

I’m the bride’s grandmother.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

First of all, we’d like to extend our gratitude for your attendance.

Our meeting and falling in love,

I have no doubt it was destiny.

I must thank it for destining me

to be a flight attendant at your airline, Paul.

Thank you, Oom, for being my angel.

I fell in love with her at first sight

and my love grows stronger every day.

Thank you for opening your heart and accepting who I am.

Thank you for trusting your life with me.

I promise that...

I will love and take care of this woman for the rest of my life.

Even though our love hasn’t been that long,

I trust it will last forever.

Forever.

Hey.

- What? - Look at your sister.

I’m looking, alright?

Don’t just look.

Follow what she’s doing.

It’s time you start looking for a decent job.

Then you’ll meet a good boyfriend

and start a nice family like Oom does.

You hear?

So I can stop worrying.

Kiss.

Kiss.

Kiss.

Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.

Couldn’t stand seeing me happy?

If you were truly happy,

you wouldn't come find me here.

You still think you know things so well.

I came

because I’ve got something to say.

What?

Do you remember

when you said you’d make up for pretending to be me?

AI-OON INGSAMAK

OABOOM INGSAMAK

OABOOM INGSAMAK

I think we’re the most different twin sisters.

It’s just a private school scholarship.

Don’t be snobbish, it’s ridiculous.

And you can’t deny the fact that

we look exactly alike.

Then I will show you

how much more different we can be.

Then I will show you how much we’re alike.

Starting from me attending your school.

Let’s see if people notice at all.

Hey, stop!

Give my uniform back right now.

What did you do while wearing my clothes and going by my name?

Who did that to you?

So it’s really you.

Damn it, those bullies.

I’m gonna make them pay.

Then what? They make me pay again?

What do you want me to do then?

What’s done is done.

Would you like to slap me instead?

You must make it up to me.

I’ll make it up to you one day.

I’ll do anything.

Don’t lie.

I’m not lying.

If I go back on my word,

I’ll bark like a dog in front of a temple.

Fine.

I’ll keep that in mind.

I don’t remember.

You do remember.

Don’t play dumb.

If you go back on your word, you’ll bark like a dog in front of a temple.

Those are your words.

Would you do that instead?

Fine. What do you want me to do?

Can you break up with my other lover for me?

What the heck?

Are you two-timing?

You don’t need to know the details.

Just pretend to be me...

and end things with the person.

Gosh.

You’re unbelievable.

It's nearly your bridal bed ceremony,

yet you haven't broken up with your lover.

How disgusting.

I’m not asking you to scold me.

I’m asking you to end it for me.

Why should I do it?

To make it up to me.

This is how you do it.

Do you realize what you’re asking?

Pretending to be you was a silly joke.

It's not like I did anything evil.

Whatever bad shit you did,

fix it yourself.

Don’t drag me into your sickening cycle.

Ai, stop right now.

Ai, come back and talk to me.

There’s nothing to talk about.

I’d rather bark in front of a temple

than do something horrible for you.

What if I’m asking as your little sister?

What are you doing out here?

Nothing.

Just came to get some fresh air.

You look stressed.

Something bothering you?

I hope we can talk openly about everything.

Sure.

I will tell you everything.

(I used to think people like Oaboom

were selfish and irritating.)

(But I forgot to realize that

she’s the only sibling I have.)

- How is our son? - Doctor?

I’m so sorry.

Paul.

My son.

Doctor?

You’re Ms. Oaboom’s relatives?

- Yes. - We are.

We removed the blood clot from her brain.

She’s still unconscious at the moment.

We’ll keep you updated with any news.

Thank you.

(Come back, Oaboom.)

(Give me a chance to fulfill my big sister's duties.)

Oom is out of the woods.

She just hasn’t woken up yet.

That’s why visiting isn’t allowed.

She needs to be monitored daily.

I just want her to recover fast.

I can’t believe it happened on her wedding day.

I feel sorry for her.

She found her partner for life,

but death took him away.

Jan.

You know everything about Oom, don’t you?

What do you mean?

Did you know Oom was with someone else

but got married to Paul anyway?

Why do you ask?

I’m asking because

it’s the only thing I can do for her.

Tell me.

Who’s she dating and where can I find this person?

Shit.

Damn it.

Hello, Ms. Oom.

It’s been a while.

May asked if you could wait in the reading room as always.

Sure.

This way.

Please.

Thanks.

What kind of guy is named ‘May’?

Oom.

Is that you?

May?

It’s really you.

Your face,

eyes,

nose,

and lips.

You really came back to me?

(She pulled me close,)

(touching her small forehead to mine,)

(then the tip of her small nose.)

(Our quiet breathing felt so loud,)

(as if it were confirming that we truly existed.)

(Her soft lips...)

(slowly tasted every part of mine,)

(as if savoring something delicious.)

(Each of her touches was gentle...)

(yet filled with longing,)

(deep yet tender,)

(as if she were afraid we might break.)

(The moment a sweet, tempting touch of love took over us,)

(I forgot that...)

(she was my little sister’s girlfriend.)

Hold on, May.

I’m sorry.

I guess you didn’t want to kiss me.

No!

So you wanted to kiss me?

Yes.

I mean… no.

I mean yes.

But May,

I think we should talk.

Let’s talk.

About what?

About you.

I just got back from Jammu the other day.

Didn’t think you’d come see me this soon.

Oom,

you’re still with me?

Oh.

Sorry.

I forgot.

I just nodded.

It’s alright. I get you.

You’re not used to it yet.

We haven't spent much time together since I went blind.

(Gosh, Oaboom.)

(Don’t tell me you ditched her because she’s blind.)

Don’t worry, May.

I’m here with you now.

Can you please not disappear on me again?

Can you?

Oom.

Oom.

Oops.

Dang it!

Oom.

Ouch.

Oom, are you hurt?

Stop, May.

Don’t move.

There’s glass scattered all over the floor.

Nid.

Yes, Ms. May?

Please bring me the first aid kit.

Right away, ma’am.

Your wound must be dressed.

I can do it myself.

You think I can’t dress your wound because I’m blind?

It’s not that.

I just think it’d be easier if I do it.

Don’t be stubborn.

My girlfriend’s hurt

and I’m dressing her wound.

Just tell me where it is.

Quickly, Miss.

Right here, Miss.

It’s gonna hurt a bit.

Ow.

Can you handle the pain?

Hold on.

All done.

Speedy recovery,

my brilliant girlfriend.

May.

I forgot something in the car.

Be right back.

Hey.

I’ve got a problem.

Besides your little sister’s car accident,

your mission to break up with her ex,

and letting your grandma attend Oom’s husband’s funeral alone,

there’s more problem to add?

A shocking problem.

May, Oom’s ex, is a girl.

How’s that shocking?

I date girls too.

You’ve always dated girls.

But Oom’s never told anyone she had a female lover.

She didn’t break up with her before getting married to a guy.

Damn. I feel bad for her.

Just suck it up.

It’s not like Oom could do the breakup.

You ended things with her,

so there are no more cliffhangers.

Think of it as atoning for your sister's sin.

- Don’t tell me you haven’t— - No.

I haven’t broken up with her.

What?

I couldn’t.

She’s blind.

Holy shit.

Now that’s shocking.

Exactly.

And she seemed to love Oom so much.

You see, I got injured

and she band-aided me without seeing anything.

She could do that?

Damn, she’s smart.

How did she not know her girlfriend was cheating on her?

I just told you she’s blind.

Also, she just got back from abroad.

It’s a different country, not a different planet.

The internet should’ve worked.

Besides,

Oom didn’t get married to a nobody.

It’s Mr. Paul, an airline owner.

It should be news on social media.

And what about her family and friends?

No one told her at all?

It’s weird, don’t you think?

What are you saying?

Look.

These days, lots of people kill for love.

But she’s blind.

Damn right.

Oom left her to marry someone else because she’s blind.

Wouldn’t you be resentful if you were her?

What are you doing?

Checking Oom’s phone.

Looking for more info on May.

No chat history.

No phone number.

No photos.

There’s nothing about May in here.

Listen.

Oom must have deleted it all.

She was two-timing, wasn’t she?

She couldn’t risk Mr. Paul finding out.

What are you suspecting?

I don’t know.

I just can’t believe she’s Oom’s girlfriend.

You feel pity for her,

but not for your little sister?

What are you trying to tell me?

I just have…

some thoughts.

What kind of relationship is it

if one person doesn't even know the other has gotten married?

What if she knows

but pretends not to?

Why would she do that?

Listen to me.

Acting as if she knows

can reveal who is most affected by Oom's marriage

and who harbors the most resentment.

That’s her.

You’re accusing someone you haven't even met.

You’re protecting someone you’ve just met once.

Hey. Where are you going?

I’m pretending I’m Oom

and find out the truth about May.

Hello, Grandma.

The patient is stable.

Her vital signs are normal.

She just hasn’t regained consciousness yet.

When will she wake up?

I don't have an answer to that.

We need to continue monitoring.

Is she going into a vegetative state?

I don't have an answer to that, either.

But I’m afraid there’s a chance.

Please excuse me.

Oh, no.

No.

Ms. Oom, you’re back again.

Just like Ms. May said.

May said that?

You two planned to meet up, right?

Yes.

You went out the whole night to get your stuff.

A family issue came up.

I forgot to tell you.

Sorry.

By the way,

how did you know it’s me?

I recognize the sound of your walk.

Don’t you remember?

I do.

I was just rechecking.

Why are you not wearing our matching ring?

You can’t let me wear it alone.

You’re still wearing it?

I don’t believe you.

Here.

Believe me now?

Why are you still wearing it?

When we were fighting,

I ordered you out.

I thought you’d hate me

and never want to come back to me.

Actually,

I’d always waited for you.

(Shit.)

(What am I thinking?)

I’m gonna ask you again.

Can you not leave me again?

I want you, Oom.

Only you.

Why…

do you want to get back together with me?

Because I tried dating someone else,

but it didn’t work.

I must be you, Oom.

Just you.

Please.

What exactly happened between you and May?

Is May the reason you’re lying here?

Please. I’m begging you.

Oaboom is a nice kid.

She shouldn’t leave so soon.

Please.

Let her wake up and take my life instead.

Grandma.

Grandma!

Stop saying things like that.

Do you want me to just let your sister die?

So you’re willing to sacrifice your life for hers?

Tell me.

If it was me,

would you be this devastated?

You keep surprising me, Oom.

You came so late.

It’s either you miss me so much

or something is bothering you.

It’s okay.

I’m right here.

I’m okay now.

I’m sorry.

I didn’t mean to reject you.

It was alright.

But now, I’m not.

You don’t like being cuddled?

It’s not that.

It’s just…

we never slept in the same bed.

What?

Why do you sound so surprised?

Nothing.

I just realized it’s not my place,

and I’m worried I won’t be able to sleep.

(How ‘together’ were they?)

(How come they never shared a bed?)

Should I…

tell you a bedtime story?

I’m not a kid, May.

Then who was the crying child who came seeking my consolation?

Well…

It’s okay.

With me,

you can be as vulnerable or childish as you want.

Then…

tell me a story that will bring sweet dreams.

Once upon a time,

there was a land filled with all kinds of rabbits

who were smart,

nimble,

and agile.

One day,

a sloth wandered into their land

and jumped around their village.

Eventually, the rabbits and the sloth became friends...

Oh.

You’re awake?

Feeling better now?

No?

Well…

What can I do to help?

How’s that?

Better?

Not yet?

I’m feeling better.

I’m better now, May.

That was too fast.

I still want to comfort you.

Let me comfort you more.

Come here.

Hold on, May.

I'm sorry for ambushing you at night

and making you comfort me.

It’s all good.

I’m glad you thought of me.

Come to me anytime.

JAN

I need to answer that.

Hello.

What is it?

I’m busy.

(This is important.)

(You must be available.)

(The police said the car accident may have been intentional.)

What?

Intentional? How?

(An unfamiliar number called Paul's phone...)

just before they rushed out of the hotel.

The caller could be behind the accident.

But why would someone want them dead?

Gosh.

When did they even have an enemy?

Oom and Paul’s enemy?

I still think Metawe is the most suspicious.

We’ll eventually find out if Metawe is behind this.

As long as you're with me,

I’ll go anywhere.

There wouldn’t be disabled people

if places were universally designed.

I’m sorry.

I made going out a bad idea for you.

Then make it up to me.

Aren’t you going to hug me?

No.

I won’t go home if I do.