Somewhere in northern Italy, nestled among the rolling hills of Lombardy, lies the small town of Santa Magdalena. It feels like a place untouched by time—ancient villas, cobblestone streets, and lively piazzas where locals gather each morning over espresso. In summer, the air is filled with the scent of lemons and jasmine, while cicadas sing above the olive groves. The river winds through the town, reflecting golden sunsets as if capturing the last light of the day. Here, history lingers in every stone, and each evening stretches on like a scene from an old film.

In a farmhouse surrounded by vineyards, Beomgyu lives with his family. Their roots are Korean, but Italy has been their home for as long as they can remember. His father, an archaeologist and architect, sees stories written in the walls of ancient buildings. Their house is filled with books, blueprints, and the scent of fresh bread mixed with herbs drying in the warm breeze. Life here is slow, peaceful—until the early days of summer, when Yeonjun, an architecture student, arrives. He has come to complete his final thesis on the region’s historic structures, and Beomgyu’s father is the perfect mentor. But Yeonjun is not alone; he is engaged to Beomgyu’s sister, and this trip is not just about his work—it’s also about meeting the family.

At first, it seems like nothing more than a summer project, a simple introduction between future in-laws. But under the golden light of Santa Magdalena, unexpected connections begin to form.