Kiva and Tatin were never the type to make sense together. She was calm. He was chaos. They were part of the same high school dance troupe, moving in sync on stage even when they couldn't stand each other off it. They argued, they teased, they annoyed the hell out of each other. But somewhere between rehearsals and shared water bottles, something unspoken formed. Suddenly, they were each other's world. Until life hit harder than love could hold. Kiva left for Paris with nothing but talent and heartbreak, eventually becoming the fashion designer she always dreamed of. Tatin stayed behind and found himself in the sky, now a cabin crew, chasing sunrise after sunrise. Returning to the Philippines, Kiva insists the past has already settled into memory. That she has learned to walk forward without looking back. But fate doesn't ask permission. An unexpected encounter brings Tatin back into her orbit. Same eyes, same laugh, same pull she swore she outgrew. And standing quietly between them is the truth Kiva has kept to herself. Something small and innocent. Something impossible to explain. Something that carries his smile. And maybe... her silence.