Two years have passed since Chan last saw Hyunjin. The image seared into Chan's memory; The blistering coldness of that night, Hyunjin's head hung, mumbled words, footsteps fading away, his own body paralysed from Hyunjin's parting words, "I don't think I even loved you." Where did it all go wrong? Where did he go wrong? Alternatively, Hyunchan are ill-fated soulmates. Chan doesn't want to admit that.