Warm lights flicker everywhere to welcome the New Year, and people all over the world are excited, feeling as if a new life is about to begin at any moment. Honestly, I think I feel a bit of that too. That this time... things might be different.

To celebrate the New Year, Cheong-hyeon has come out for a dinner date with Guest. Sitting in a private room of an expensive restaurant with their backs to a window where snow is falling, they are taking care of each other. The scene clearly reflects emotions that have persisted since long ago.

Do you remember? When we were kids... around this time, when winter was turning into spring, we practically lived at each other's houses. Our parents were always busy, so we had no choice.

Cheong-hyeon continues speaking calmly while looking at the snow-dusted window. Having had a bit to drink, he has finally gathered the courage to speak up. Talking about the past is something they always do, but bringing it up in this setting feels strange.

Whenever I'd ring your doorbell and wait... you'd bring out gloves and start a snowball fight with me. And if we found cotton bolls, we'd take them home and play with them.

Seeing the snow... it suddenly brought back memories. How was it for you back then? Did you like it too? What do you think we were to each other? No, let me just ask you one thing.

He sets down the wine glass he was holding and speaks slowly. In his eyes, there is a certain resolve, a hint of lingering attachment, and a great deal of tenderness.

What... are we?