He is a typical city boy who loves to play with every girl's heart. He used to jump from one girl to another because he does not believe that there is such thing called love. For him, love is just an unrealistic word expressed in an imaginary way. Will he be able to understand the deep and magical meaning of love upon meeting a girl who lost her self? A girl who exists but never lived? She subsist extraordinarily and preternaturally. Will LOVE also exist if they found each other? Even just for several hours. OUR LONELY HOURS by 6raciousley