the world isn't ending all at once. it's ending quietly, one person at a time. when a number appears on your wrist, it means you're infected. when it reaches zero, so do you. park aera's countdown has already begun. yang jungwon tries not to look at it. but in an emptying apartment building and a city losing its light, they make a quiet choice... if everything is about to disappear, they won't face it alone.

her heart was in pain. she needed a home. on a cold night with nowhere to go, a stranger in a mask finds her walking alone. he doesn't ask questions. he just walks beside her, then leads her somewhere warm. she doesn't know who he is until he pulls down his mask. and in the space between heartbreak and being seen, he reminds her that she's not alone. that she's allowed to hurt. that sometimes home isn't a place. it's a person who stays. --- a story about being found. about warmth when you need it most. about a boy named heeseung who turns out to be exactly the hug you didn't know you were looking for.

kim noeul has always lived in the background, watching, listening, never reaching. her world is safe, predictable... ordinary. until a stranger steps into it. one impulsive moment on a subway ties her to nishimura riki, an idol she was only meant to admire from afar.