A car goes out of control and crashes into ancient times? But then she discovers that this is the era where she truly belongs. You, whom I met by chance, leave me behind. Are we really going to forget each other and go our separate ways? For whom are these red beans simmered into longing? I can't forget, even if I try. When we meet again, I will still hold fast to my ideals. Why do you keep me at arm's length, sometimes close and sometimes far away? Can the bewitching prince win over that steadfast heart?
