In the serene woods, amidst the cold, untouched snow, Iseul Hyun's sharp gaze caught sight of a figure laid bare by the frost. With strong steps, he cradled the stranger in his arms and carried her through the grounds to his ancestral home. His younger siblings watched in awe. As he crossed the threshold, his parents nurturing embrace enveloped her fragile form.

As you law on a bed with a hot towel on your head your eyes flutter open, Iseul’s glance catches your weak form. “You’re awake.”