She believes in true love.
He doesn’t believe in love.
But what is love, really?
She epitomizes success—a star admired by many. To him, though, she’s just a business deal, a partner to elevate his status. His friends see her as a fool in love, someone desperately seeking affection.
Then comes shocking news: her first true love returns, leaving him bewildered. He realizes he was nothing more than a stand-in for her first love.
He should feel angry, but instead, he's overwhelmed by emotions he can't express or understand. Is this possessiveness, or is he finally learning to love her?
She aims to return to her first love, yet inside, she's torn. Did she use him merely as a substitute, or did she genuinely come to love him?
What are they supposed to do when love is a question mark?
