Nanyun Jin is an ordinary workhorse in the Neon Traffic Division.
The unusual thing is that she seems to have lost her memory and can only remember her own name.
A gorgeous senior colleague helps her get familiar with the job. The senior has a very outgoing younger brother, outgoing enough to drag her to a group date on the very first day they meet.
Thanks, now even people without social anxiety are getting nervous.
She added the outgoing younger brother's contact information, and before long, she saw his ghost in her own home.
...Well, this is awkward...
Especially since the "real person" is still alive and well.
A young man who died in the prime of his life, with no memory of anything connected to his death.
Since he is her senior colleague's younger brother, Nanyun Jin decides to save his life once, twice, three times...
Looking at the outgoing guy, the curly-haired guy, the big brother, and the dark-skinned guy, who could now fill a whole mahjong table, Nanyun Jin is at a loss. "Bro, were you guys cursed by the Grim Reaper?"
The first step to saving someone is to get close at just the right pace.
To keep her from being suspected of being a stalker, the four "strategists" pitch in, bringing Nanyun Jin and her "self" closer together.
One day, a countdown appears above the heads of the four.
With a death countdown now in the picture, Nanyun Jin has no choice but to get serious.
She dotes on the outgoing younger brother, whose countdown is the shortest, and practically sticks to him like a bodyguard.
The result? His countdown gets even shorter.
When the countdown hits zero, Nanyun Jin is terrified, afraid he might get hit by a truck while walking down the street, crushed by a falling flowerpot, or accidentally killed by a stray bullet in a gang shootout...
Then he confesses his love to her.
???!!!
Nanyun Jin is stunned, and so are the four "strategists" following her around.
If this is a countdown to a confession, then what about the other three...
Without another word, Nanyun Jin grabs her luggage and prepares to run, only to be cornered at home by the group.
Every countdown above everyone within sight has hit zero.
#As a Ghost, I Help My Love Interest Win Over the Still-Living Me#
#Is It Wrong to Max Out Affection on a Life-Saving Route?#
Theme: Saving lives doesn't get in the way of falling in love.