Irene, after visiting a forest flower farm gets caught up with a stranger she cannot regonize due to her visual impairment. A deep connection with someone she just met? Would that be possible? 

  That cliché story where Irene meets Wendy in a bench while crying because of a party tragedy. But no matter how cliché it is, that's how their story started.   "And just like that, you were my serendipity."