Minho loves the spring. He loves the vibrant colors of the flowers, the deep blue sky, the warm air, and the shining sun. 

He detests winter.

And then he meets Taemin, the boy who loves winter.

But he doesn't know how anyone could possibly like the freezing cold, drab grey sky, bare trees, and hollow howls of the wind, so he questions Taemin.

And said boy promises Minho that he'll show him the colors of winter.

He shows him the pure shining white of the snow, the warm orange of a fireplace, the chocolate brown of hot cocoa shared with a friend...

But then Minho starts to realize things. Winter is only a burden to those who don't pay attention to the small details.

And while many of these colors are physically apparent, some aren't tangible. Sometimes, you have to use a little imagination.

You can't see the warm golden glow of happiness, the violet of caring kindness, or the pale blue of the simple essence of relaxation.

And you definitely can't see the deep red of love.