That year, we met each other through a word, thought we would never separate, but never thought it would be a breakup. Is it fate, or is it a bond of love? Best friends for six years, misunderstanding for three years, is just a multiple. Will it hurt more? When we meet again, can we let go of the past? Strange and familiar, former love rivals, former besties, misunderstandings without misunderstandings, uncontrollable feelings, the wheel of fate begins to turn, what will happen to them, them, when two parallel lines intersect. Listen to your tears telling about youth. Start now.