Kim, 40 years old male

Evan saw a man's head with medium-length hair, tousled under a baseball cap, with an average appearance that made him appear considerably older than Hannah.

"Honey, this is my colleague from the same project team, Kim Quinn..."

"In fact, we are now Hannah Kim Moore, at least that's how it's written on our IDs," continued the head on Hannah's right side. "Nice to meet you, Evan!" Kim said as he extended Hannah's right hand to shake Evan's, looking just as cheerful as Hannah.

"Um... nice to meet you..." Evan shook Hannah's right hand, a bit puzzled, exerting more **** than Hannah for a split second, but soon Hannah regained control of her right hand.

"See, our experiment this time is absolutely perfect!" Hannah said, retracting her hand, raising her chin happily, and puffing out her ample chest. Kim also raised his chin in sync. Hannah's hands touched the juncture of the two necks and collarbones, where Kim's slightly darker and rougher skin smoothly transitioned to Hannah's torso. Despite looking extremely awkward, Evan had to admit that Hannah was right; there was not a single scar there.

"Sorry, Evan, but we need to go to the bathroom!"

"Kim, we need to use the restroom!"

Kim and Hannah spoke simultaneously, then both heads chuckled slightly in embarrassment.

"It seems we're on the same page!"

"It's hard not to be on the same page now..."

Both heads jointly controlled Hannah's body, striding towards the restroom with alluring steps. However, Evan noticed that Hannah's body seemed somewhat out of sync. Their shared body appeared somewhat unbalanced, with the two heads occasionally glancing at each other out of the corner of their eyes, seemingly communicating silently or perhaps silently vying for control over their shared body—Hannah's body.

The restroom door closed, and Hannah and Kim...