He has loved someone for a long time, and it seems like a lifetime ago. In order to let that person fly better, he did not hesitate to break his own wings and tear off the glory called genius. In the end, she was met with the man's eyes as if they were nothing. He was tired, physically and mentally exhausted. He went back to the past, he forced himself not to like that person anymore, he cut off his vulnerability with his own hands, and took on the title of genius. But at the same time, I discovered those things that had been deliberately hidden. However, should he be grateful or lamented. In the end, he willingly fell into a web called "love" that had been woven from the beginning...