Taemin never knew how it felt like to be loved. He had grown cold and weary, something he had never even thought of becoming. In its own ways, Lee Taemin was becoming the monster he never thought he would become. It his own small world, Taemin had once lost everything and now, he wasn’t going to stop. He couldn’t lose something he never had. That was what he believed, that was what he strongly held on to. Now, in the face of an unfamiliar, strange creature people call love himself, Taemin starts to have doubts. But these, doubts weren’t for love, they were for that man they called love. That man named Choi Minho.