11:07 means seven past eleven. In the quiet hours past midnight, Light, a working student with a graveyard shift at a 24-hour convenience store, meets Ms. Melancholy, a nightly visitor. Light's optimism is his shield against the exhaustion of studies and survival, while Ms. Melancholy has already given up on life. Two lonely souls confront the question that haunts them both, "Is life worth living?" and have different answer.

Everything moves around something. Kira Artemisia Faucia never meant to become anyone's center. She's a physics major chasing answers, until gravity turned personal. One stayed too close, one broke away. And somewhere between attraction and escape, Kira learns, that every orbit has its end, and every force comes from somewhere. Some hearts revolve, others collide. Some drift too far, only to return not because they were pulled back, but because they never truly let go.