Art student Taemin was really out of it. His artist's block was unbearable, so Kibum brought him to the theatre to watch a bunch of cellists practise instead.

A memoir: in which Minho has his own struggle, and he inks it down for nobody but himself to read.  

In which Minho is a quiet person who prefers solitude while Taemin is a noisy person who prefers company. Now, what happens when their worlds collide in Minho's little pottery class?