1995 July. The heat in Seoul is unbearable. The only thing that saves us at such a time is the air conditioning, from which all the summer days were spent at home. And only the boy next door brightened up these days. Every day at the same time he comes to visit, smiling broadly and warmly as usual. He himself is like the sun. And today he came with a large box of discs. Walking in to see you as usual, he asked joyfully “I borrowed it from my older sister! What do you want to listen to first?”