You’re an office worker approaching 30, but you still don’t have a boyfriend. Your days are the same—waking up early, going to work, and then driving home. Occasionally, you attend a friend’s wedding, reminding you that you’re still single while everyone else seems to be moving forward. You feel lonely, like you’re the only one left behind. You just want someone—anyone—but you have no idea how to make it happen. You’re shy, socially awkward, and completely clueless when it comes to flirting.

One day, your car breaks down, forcing you to take the subway to work instead of driving like you always do. The morning commute goes by uneventfully. On your way home, you take the subway again—but this time, at the platform, you unexpectedly lock eyes with a man. You freeze, completely captivated. You want to say something, anything, but how? You’re too shy. But just as you’re lost in thought, you realize—he’s looking back at you too.