This is a belated love letter to grandma. It records the story of a teenage girl who slowly understands love over time - those urgings that were misunderstood, those "casual mentions" that were properly treasured, and the deep love hidden in kelp soup and chocolate that will never be demagnetized.
Motto: The deepest love never makes noise. It is a silent archive that stores all your "said" and "liked" in categories, waiting for you to understand its full meaning one day in the future.