Everyone here has a wound of their own, and they protect it well so that no one can touch it. Suddenly one day, like dominoes, everyone's wounds were spread out one after another, either letting them heal or letting them fester. But no matter what the outcome is, we have all experienced it.
The story of a group of men and women.
I think the type of this story is difficult to classify. It was classified as legend at first, but now it is changed to romance. Because what I want everyone to see is no longer the legend of a woman's turmoil, but the family, friendship, love, and all kinds of emotions in the world that permeate this story...