When she first met him, she was smiling and he was watching. He thought it would be the love he dreamed of, but in the end it was broken by his wishful thinking, and it turned into a phantom, disappearing with the wind without a trace.
When she decided to let go, he suddenly woke up and trapped her tightly with his affectionate eyes and strong arms, wanting to start their story again.
It's not too late, or maybe it's too late. Where will they go from here?
