Jazz bar owner Hwang Chansung loves to spy on the love stories happening in his bar, not realizing he’s in one himself

As little more than a regular village patrolman in the middle of nowhere, Minjun never expects anything out of the ordinary to happen.  But when his horse gets spooked and throws him down a hill, he learns there might be more truth to those forest spirits he's been warned about his whole life than he realized.

When Wooyoung imagined his death, it certainly wasn't like this. Probably in a hospital bed, too young to deserve it, but old enough to expect it coming.  But no, Death had pulled him down that one grimy alleyway he passed coming home from his late night Stats class at university.  Death smelled nice at least, like van

Minjun is spending Christmas all alone for the first year ever.

Summary: Later he will look at the picture of them with drooping eyelids, touching lips and claiming hands, and it will grip at him the same way it did just now.

Summary: They had all followed different paths. It didn’t mean they couldn’t meet again.

The year came and when and somewhere along the line Chansung forgot to notice its passing. With the holidays upon him and his decision to just spend it on his own he can't help but think back on things that could have been, but never came to be. A story of miss connections. Of possibilities and new opportu

Summary: Damn cheesy love stories.

Summary: It’s all a joke until they actually hear it.

Summary: Junho shows him the impossible combination of sweetness and evil in one single smile.