In a world defined by lines, we have Lee Si-eun and Yoon Ha-seo. Lee Si-eun, who has no dreams due to her past memories, and Yoon Ha-seo, who cannot move towards her dreams because of her past, meet in a winter that even takes away their warmth. Will they be able to embrace each other's wounds and welcome a warm winter together? * It's strange. There are lines between the world and me. Lines that separate me from the outside, preventing me from experiencing a warm winter. So thin that they are almost invisible. But there is a line of some sort. And I am always outside that line. Thoughts, ideals, desires, wishes. Well, those are trivial if trivial, and significant if significant. The useless wish for a support for the heart and hope for the future has not allowed me to move even a little forward to that line drawn invisibly. The wounds formed in various places in life have seeped in faintly, as if leaving everything behind. Twice in childhood, and three times as an adult. The wonderful phrase of being 'dumped' has ended in five utterly useless relationships. Dragging my frozen body, filled with emptiness from those short encounters, I headed towards my own space and thought. Love is disillusionment. I thought there must be a light source beyond the flickering light, and no matter how much I longed to reach that warm place, it was an illusion I could never touch. Yes. All love is disillusionment. Whether it be lovers or family. Whatever it may be. All love is disillusionment. At the age of twenty-three, losing everything I love, I find myself in a winter that feels empty. As I move my aimless steps towards a cold place where no one is around. The wind heading towards winter seeps through my collar, taking away a bit more warmth. Disliking the cold wind of the season that takes even the little I have, I buttoned up my collar. But the wind sneaks through the small gaps, stealing warmth and filling the emptiness. In the margins of t