There is a person who seems very calm but is actually moody. He is extremely restless but persistent and obsessed, just like me. Really fearful, so wary of everyone, wholehearted and gentle. He has a complicated personality, and I can't get close to him. Whenever he faces me, he will be in pain, and whenever he faces me, he will be angry. Yes, I do this sometimes, but I don't express it, I can't express it. As long as there are people around me, I can't be myself. Something called fake seems to have become my protective shield. That thing called love is too far away from me. I have forgotten its appearance a long time ago, but my heart still has memories occasionally, and the trembling tears remind me that I had it.
Concept: two-way secret love, marriage first, love later, family feud, revenge in a foreign country