On a night when the blizzard rages, a mysterious woman who calls herself 'Yujein' arrives at the mountain lodge. With an air of intrigue, she is not your typical lost visitor, and the story unfolds as she spends time in the isolated lodge, creating a mystery thriller. ** Jane nodded as if entranced. A satisfied smile appeared on Hye-won's lips as she watched. Her now affectionate hand gently caressed Jane's fair skin. Though she wasn't particularly fond of the phrase 'it's all about training,' Hye-won was overwhelmed by the impulse to mold Jane, who was softly unraveling in her hands, to her liking. As if enduring something hot that danced between impulse and desire, Hye-won slowly swallowed. It was around this time that a sticky heat gathered in her gaze as she quietly looked down at Jane from half a foot above. "But you never know." With a hand that slid down her cheek, she gently lifted Jane's chin. Jane's gaze, which had been looking down, was drawn upward. "Even if we are deceiving each other right now." In an instant, Jane was captivated by Hye-won, who had come so close. It felt as if those deep, dark eyes were pulling her in deeper and deeper. "If we were to become closer than we are now." Following the bubbling impulse, Hye-won swiftly closed the distance between them. The scent of aged wine emanating from her brushed against Jane's nose like a subtle perfume. "There may come a time when we can speak honestly." Hye-won leaned in as if to kiss her, whispering softly. "And that time might be today."