The thought that flashes through her mind makes no sense—would make her seem like an utter fool. But hidden in the shadows and the guise of night, with only the moon as her sole audience, Winter is willing to play the part of the fool. A hair's breadth away, Winter pauses, heart fluttering in her chest. Her eyes slide shut, and before she can turn back, she leans forward, and presses her lips against stone.   And so the sculptor falls in love with the sculpture.  

Jessica had enough of the fact that she was the only living Goddess who is afraid of commitment. In search for her one true love—Taeyeon, a human, makes herself known, and eventually had the deity wrapped around her finger. But a secret forces its way out, causing a turmoil in their perfect relationship. Will a goddess and a mortal resolve this issue before it's too late?

Wooyoung was withered flower in San's garden