Anastasia started writing back when she was 11. She has the power; knew the right techniques. She wrote every chapter of her life with beauty along chaos until she just had to stop one day. Although she never wanted to, she made it a must because no matter how much she tried to change the epilogue, there was no way she could when right after the climax she lost her prologue.

Pain demands to be felt, a statement from her favorite book became the epitome of her hatred. Living a life deprived of love makes you emotionless, but as fragments of yesterday keep on lingering in Dahlia's life and a seeker of her attention awakens the past rhythm of her heart conspire, will she be able to reconsider the idea of love?