2008

2008. New York City. The first face you see is a man named Sebastian. Neither of you had anyone to kiss as the clocks struck midnight, and you're about 20 minutes late now.

But you kiss anyway. And a pact is made. You promise to be each others' New Year's kiss every year, if no one else will have you.

And it kind of works. Until life, and other things, get in the way.