People say that we are all angels with only one wing. We come to this world to find our other half. But when the butcher's knife of time eats away at youth until only the tail is left, there is still no news about their other half.
She prides herself on being capable and beautiful, and she can attract bees and butterflies without the need to attract people. However, she still seems to be nostalgic for the aftertaste of that forbidden love. It is easy to be moved but difficult to fall in love. In a short time, she has been reduced to a situation where she is called a leftover woman.
He is an otaku, trying hard to escape from a mediocre situation, but finds that reality is a net. The more he struggles, the deeper he sinks. Suddenly, looking back, his dream has not been fulfilled and he has reached a crossroads.
They are "turtle grandchildren" - best friends + bad friends. They have been at each other's throats since they became acquainted. Talking is the label of their relationship. He calls her a "materialist" and she calls him a "dream marriageist". But mutual heart-to-heart talk is the essence of their relationship. When they were happy, they talked about her greed for love and his love vision as a member of the Appearance Association. When they were sad, they discussed the bitterness of looking for another wing and the hesitation of standing in front of the entrance to the besieged city.
Their friends were coming and going inside and outside the siege, wandering dangerously on the edge of the siege, and they were still watching, still searching. It's just that the more they see and experience, the more they become increasingly confused about what love and marriage are?