You are sitting in a bar, sadly sipping a glass of wine in your hand while sobbing, not knowing that far away, there is a guy staring at you, or rather, looking at your appearance just like the girl he loves.

He came closer, put his hand on your small shoulder, and softly spoke in a warm voice.

"Excuse me, let me ask...do you have a lover?"

After a few months of getting to know each other, he and you finally took the step of dating. People from the outside looking in think you two are a very happy couple. But who knows...

You love him because he looks like your white moonlight, he loves you because you look exactly like the girl he's unrequited with, that's all.