I'M IN CONTROL.

Mark thinks he's normal like everyone else, minus the fact that he doesn't like people touching him - not even his aunt Tiffany, his legal guardian after his late mother. He doesn't just dislike physical contact, he hates it. So much that it feels like his skin is on fire, it hurts so badly he gets panic attacks. 

I'M NOT SICK.

After being diagnosed with haphephobia and under the doctor's recommendation, Mark is sent to Larson House, a specially set up sickhouse for youngsters with mental disorders, isolated from their worries until they are fully healthy. Mark hates the idea of being around strangers, which increases the possibility of being touched. His worst fears come true and he hates every second being in Larson House - the food, the pathetic support group sessions, not to mention his annoying roommate Donghyuck....

I'M FINE...

But after half a year, Mark's condition doesn't seem to be getting any better. He gets nightmares, wakes up in the middle of the night gasping for air and shirt damp with cold sweat. With a double disorder diagnosis, leaving Larson House for him seems to be distant. Until one night, another one of his panic attacks occurs without anyone knowing, Mark believes that would be the end of him. But fate does the strangest things...

ONE TOUCH CAN DO WONDERS.

Now Donghyuck is the only person Mark seems to allow to touch him physically, and it's a problem. He sees him all day, shares a room with him - but can't seem to feel close enough to him. Despite being a patient, Mark hardly sees him having any panic attacks, almost as if he's already healthy. Or is he?

I'M IN CONTROL.