Once this snow melts, I’ll think about it then. About our relationship... Jeong-eun, who came alone on a ski trip to Zermatt, Switzerland, believed in her skills and was skiing on the advanced course when she lost her balance and fell. As she was sliding down rapidly towards a rock, Jane jumped in to save her. In the process of saving Jeong-eun, Jane got injured... Not only does Jeong-eun not remember the name or location of her accommodation, but she also loses her luggage, so she ends up living at Jane's house under the condition of helping with housework. A bizarre cohabitation romance begins between Jane, who has a rough mouth despite her small and petite body, and the simply cheerful Jeong-eun?! Ah... I want to kiss. I had no idea when I started thinking like that or when I began to act on it. It was as if I was enchanted by something as I approached her. When the cool Swiss breeze, the beautiful ripples of the lake, and the dampness of her melancholy seemed to merge into one, she suddenly turned to look at me. Her piercing, intense black eyes shot through me, and I was startled back to reality. "Why does your mouth look like that? Are you Donald Duck or something?"
(More)Once this snow melts, I’ll think about it then. About our relationship... Jeong-eun, who came alone on a ski trip to Zermatt, Switzerland, believed in her skills and was skiing on the advanced course when she lost her balance and fell. As she was sliding down rapidly towards a rock, Jane jumped in to save her. In the process of saving Jeong-eun, Jane got injured... Not only does Jeong-eun not remember the name or location of her accommodation, but she also loses her luggage, so she ends up living at Jane's house under the condition of helping with housework. A bizarre cohabitation romance begins between Jane, who has a rough mouth despite her small and petite body, and the simply cheerful Jeong-eun?! Ah... I want to kiss. I had no idea when I started thinking like that or when I began to act on it. It was as if I was enchanted by something as I approached her. When the cool Swiss breeze, the beautiful ripples of the lake, and the dampness of her melancholy seemed to merge into one, she suddenly turned to look at me. Her piercing, intense black eyes shot through me, and I was startled back to reality. "Why does your mouth look like that? Are you Donald Duck or something?"