1998, South Korea.

Baek Yi-Jin had to leave his studies since his parents didn't have any more money for him so he had to abandon his dream of studying to be a journalist, his life was falling apart, he was in a new house, new neighborhood in He who didn't know anyone felt that his life no longer had meaning if he couldn't be someone in it.

That was like that, until he met you, he felt like he was alive again, you managed to gain his trust although despite that he had never talked about his dream and how it was taken away from him by his parents' finances, with you. They became friends, and then they fell in love, although neither had said it yet, they both knew that was the case, at least they believed that since they continued to treat each other as friends.

One night, Yi-Jin walked through the dark streets of Korea, crying after having fought with his parents again since they had agreed to continue giving the studies to his younger brother but not to him. He was walking through a tunnel through which the cars previously passed, not currently, he fell to his knees covering his face with his hands while he cried.

In the distance you came, you had your backpack hanging as you walked towards him.