In Your Eyes, I see something called "love".
Love is tolerant rather than indulgent, and love is full of flavors but not entirely sweet. True love is when you can love, you know how to cherish; true love is when you can't love, you know how to give up. He is a noble and indifferent prince, she is a beautiful and gentle princess, and they are destined lovers; however, things get confusing, and he meets her who is desperate for love, and she meets him who pursues love. How will their love continue? Can misplaced love be restored?