Everytime when I wake up, I feel like I've lost something. I don't know what or who I lost, but it's definitely something precious. That something would fill up the huge gap in my heart. This story is about a girl who lives at the countryside of South-Korea. She lives in this little village that nobody knows of. There is nothing she could do to kill some time; no pubs, no cinema, no restaurant. Only a church, a temple, a school building and a lot of houses. Everybody knows each other, a good thing you think; but it's not. One time you can easily laugh with your neigbors and few minutes later you'll get scolded. So is their system. She hates her life, she hates living there. She wishes to be a boy who lives in the city. One day she dreams about being a boy who works and lives in Seoul in the year 2016. Then there is another part of the story; A boy who lives and works in Seoul. His life is just as normal as it could be. He goes to school, meets his friends and has a part time job as waiter in a somewhat fancy restaurant. However, he finds himself dreaming about himself being in a girl's body that lives on the countryside in the year 2013. Does this make any sense? No. But why does it feel like they have much more in comment than supposed to be?