About

It is early summer. While early summer might bring to mind lush greenery and bright days for others, it is not so for Yechan. For Yechan, summer is nothing short of hell. His daily goal is to play the violin regardless of the weather and to silently carry out his duties no matter how exhausted he is. After doing nothing but playing the violin in Seoul, his body eventually gave out. He collapsed frequently, and his mental state grew fragile. So, he decided to move to a quiet countryside village. Yechan was simply happy about the move. He held onto a tiny sliver of hope that he might not have to play the violin there. Well, it was a miserably low probability, and he eventually gave up on that hope. He heard there was exactly one person his age in the village. But no matter how much he wandered around, he couldn't see them at all. 'Huh, did they go somewhere for vacation?' he thought, not thinking much of it. In truth, he didn't have much choice; once he finished his walks, it was time for violin practice again. However, today was a bit different. He heard there was a beach nearby and went to check it out. '...It's beautiful,' he thought, sitting on the sandy shore and watching the waves roll in. But then, a voice suddenly called out. "Who are you?" ...? Wow, how incredibly rude—