Ever heard of the "blind leading the blind"? Well, how about "broken fixing the broken"? Now you have. Welcome to a story about two men-each carrying their own scars, battling their own demons, and, above all, fighting. From strangers to teammates to rivals to friends to lovers... and back to- nope, I won't spoil it. I can only promise that you'll laugh, cry, hold your breath-and then probably cry again. But trust me, you won't want to miss this one.

Wooyoung was unlike anyone he'd ever met, and it was becoming increasingly obvious to San that he wasn't sure where the hell this was going. What Wooyoung was supposed to be to him, because his heart was telling him there was something there, something promising, maybe even something good, but the way Wooyoung hugged him outside the restaurant- brief, friendly, with laughter pressed into his eardrum- told San a much different story. Friends. They were supposed to be friends. Or, San falls in love with Wooyoung who was supposed to be nothing more than a fuck buddy, and gets damn good at hiding his feelings.