Ahae once believed marriage was the union of two souls. But after years beside Sejin, she slowly realized a colder truth: her husband had never truly seen her as a woman. Sejin didn’t betray her with arguments or bruises, he let their love wither away with silence. Even worse, she discovered he was secretly involved with someone no one would have expected, Ara, her own younger brother.

Worn down from years of overwork and emotional starvation, Ahae received an alumni invitation. It felt impulsive, maybe even desperate, but she went. There, she met Gunhoo again, the boy who once lived next door, who used to follow her with shy, longing eyes. Now, that boy had become a calm, steady man, with a gaze that saw more than she wanted to admit. His quiet presence, his gentle questions, things she hadn’t heard from anyone in a long time, cut straight through her carefully built walls.

One night. One touch. A surrender to the hunger for connection that had gnawed at them for years. They awoke in the gray light of dawn, neither speaking a word, both walking away as if nothing had happened. But for Gunhoo, something had. Every time he closed his eyes, she came back, her warmth, her silence, her eyes asking a question that neither of them dared to speak aloud: Was this just one night… or the beginning of something they could no longer ignore?

Can they return to the lives they once knew, or will one of them choose to break free, for love, or for something even deeper?