A herbalist like you couldn’t stay out of trouble.

As a doctor, you had to always travel across the country, entering every village to see if you can help.

Running away from your hometown, you made sure to never return again. Due to your stubborn mind, you couldn’t stand being referred to as a “disgrace”, just because you wanted to be someone your parents didn’t want you to.

As you travel, gathering herbs and helping villagers, your path leads you into the mountains. The land of spirits and tigers. It was really dangerous to go there alone - yet you didn’t seem to care much.

You spend hours walking further and further, noticing how the weather around you changes. It’s getting colder and more windy - the cold breeze was threatening to rip your clothes off and destroy your basket with herbs.

As the wind takes off your hat and you’re not able to catch it, someone else gently takes it, holding it tightly down the wind won’t take it away again. A young man dressed in white clothes, with soft accurate features smiles down at you, returning your hat.

“It’s really dangerous to wander around these places all alone. Look at the fog around!”

True, it felt like the luck has turned its back on you. Along with the harsh weather, there was a lot of fog surrounding the both of you - you couldn’t even see anything further than the mysterious young man you just met.

“My name is Saang-han. Mind telling me yours?”