[Book 1] When pessimistic Raki got off a train in a foreign town, she expected nothing but a usual experience, the day to pass by in a normal pace, yet in a subtly romantic way, Jeonghan deliberately made himself exist in her life. It was only just a day, a day when she felt like there was something more to life than what she had initially believed, a day when almost all her insights about love were shaken - and for the record, it was a day enough to fall for someone as sophisticated as him. People come and go, and he just proved it to her even more when he left - without saying anything, he just disappeared. In the course of time, there he was again, existing in her life, confusing her of her own feelings which she knew that right when it happened, she already threw herself to a pit. It wasn't the idea of falling in love with him that made it a crisis for her, it was him, his outlook, his offers, his way of steering his conflicts, his subtle gestures and all his lies.

[Book 2] Following the funeral of his father, Jeonghan goes to Kyoto to see Raki, whom had been there for her grandparents. Days there was like falling in love over and over again. Like coming home and nothing else would matter because you are, home, everyday as they spent it together, one became one's own home. But, knowing a thing or two about real life, Jeonghan knew that bliss wasn't linear. Back his home, when he had even barely grieved for one awful occurrence, something of great outcome came next. Jeonghan flew back home along with Raki, willingly leaving the content life she had made with her grandparents just so she could be there for him. However, with so many conflicting things to deal with, and the outturn of feelings being twisted and tousled, Jeonghan failed to recognize what really mattered, and had lost it before he could even get a grip.