Minho had a very difficult day. It was his last day at the dormitory. But by the time he got home it was already dark and the rain had started. Of course, everything must be bad today, he kept the umbrella he had just bought due to the unexpected climate change. But as he looked up, a boy was standing in front of him. Maybe he's the same age or younger. The boy just watched as the raindrops landed in the Han River. He was completely soaked, but he was beautiful. Minho: what are you doing? Han: searching for my home. Minho: In the rain? Do you have a house? Han: sometimes "home" is not stands for four walls and a roof. Sometimes its stands for a soul.