At the bottom of the interstellar city built of neon and steel, Ava carries heavy cargo at the gravity dock day after day. The smell of engine oil, the coldness of metal and never-ending exhaustion were the background of her life. Her only respite was the shabby bar that played ancient earth music. Until that night, she bumped into Leon.
"Without the parts we moved, your luxury starship wouldn't be able to fly even an inch!" Her counterattack was loud, tearing through the turbid air in the bar, and unexpectedly pushing the two of them into the icy rain in the back alley.
Raindrops fell, and Leon's eyes accidentally caught the bleeding bandage under her sleeves. A blunt inquiry was met with an even sharper sarcasm from Ava: "It's much cleaner than your blood-sucking contract!"
This hostile collision became the starting point for the intertwined fate of the two people.
Ava offends powerful people due to conflict, and her work is in crisis. She believes it is Leon's revenge and is determined to defend her only living space.
Leon was confused by the unyielding flame in Ava's eyes. He began to unconsciously pay attention to this girl who was completely different from his world, and found that she was poor but resilient, and she still maintained her dignity in despair. This realization quietly shook his deep-rooted class concept.
When Ava once again stood in front of Leon and argued for survival, and when the consortium's flashy charity activities accidentally brought the two back to the same space, the huge gap between them was clearly visible. Should they stick to their respective positions, or should they try to understand the people in that "other world"?
