"Ang pag-ibig ay parang isang panty. Kapag bago, inaalagaan ng paglalaba, madalas ginagamit lalo na at masikip pa. Ngunit kapag naluma na, halos hindi na pinapansin, ayaw nang gamitin dahil maluwag na. Ang masaklap pa e, itinatapon na lang basta sa basurahan kapag loose thread na."

Clarrie. Kyto. Rheily. A love story that seems to have a happy ending. Or so they thought. A new love blooms, forgetting the past. Or so they thought? Is the saying 'first love never dies' real? Considering every happenings, will it still survive? Maybe there is something more, more to unfold and unravel. Creating new memories to cherish, needing more love to distinguish. What will happen to this new bloom? Will it forgive and forget, or is there really something more?