Whose tenderness swallowed up the distance, and whose vows melted the barriers, and finally they came together. However, the misfortune of fate and various misunderstandings separated them. Is it the injustice of fate or mutual distrust? However, how will they face everything that has happened? Should they let go or stay? How will they write their own love?
The promises that were made will eventually turn into smoke. How can a wounded heart return to the past? Looking at that familiar photo, I have to admit that it belongs to yesterday. It turns out that the future I want most is the eternity you don't want to give me.
If one day we can go back to the past, I want to ask you a question: "If there is another if, will you still choose the original choice? If everything can be repeated, can you give me a chance, just once, I only want one time, okay?"