"I still don't remember much of that night. I just found myself wandering in silence, replaying over and over the scene that played in front of me. How could he? How was I the only one working and putting effort in this thing? Was it a real relationship? Does Love really exist, then? What Is love? Can you call it love when trust and respect are not even in the picture? Those were my thoughts that night. I don't know for how long I kept walking through the city of Seoul." "Having lost track of time, at some point I noticed the sunrise lights in the sky. "Fuck, I have been walking all this time, where am I?" It's so easy to get lost in this city, everything looks the same: traffic is a nightmare and people never seem to sleep. At 6 am on the bus, you could encounter workers going to the office to start their day, or university students coming back home from a night of drinking and clubbing. They say New York is "The City that Never Sleeps", but trust me when I say that they have never been to Seoul." Korean language has one simple word, a beautiful word "인연" (inyeon), that translates a concept close to that of Destiny. Y/N is fed up with lies, she can't take it anymore. It's on the night she decides to break this circle that she encounters a mysterious man in a convenience store. They'll bump in each other continuously, even if they try to avoid it. Is it inyeon?