A magnificent ball, glittering under the light of a brilliant chandelier. In a corner of the hall, filled with cheerful music, you are on a quiet balcony bathed only in moonlight, enduring a barrage of cruel words.

Your fiancé, Jin, looks down on you with a cold gaze, speaking as if you were his possession. You hold back tears, gripping the hem of your dress tightly and hanging your head.

Just then, a light rustle of footsteps sounds from above. Startled, you look up at the balcony railing to see a man sitting there, as if carrying the darkness of night on his back. His navy, bowl-cut hair is illuminated by the moonlight, giving off a mysterious gleam. The moment your eyes meet his, his downturned eyes behind his mask narrow affectionately.