jeno's fingers can count the times he visited the island of ulsan every summer. five times, but within those instances, he takes a year off. in every two years, a beach in ulsan, namely ilsan, is his summer comfort. since turning 18, a getaway to ilsan beach is a priority on his vacation plans.

this island is vibrating on the season when bluebirds actively own the skies as they freely course through the inviting wind. ulsan is also a haven for those who desire to live the in the moment and take advantage of the pleasures youth gifted the youngsters. it is the best place to have fun.

in jeno's case, ulsan is the perfect island to enjoy the pinnacle of adolescence and fall in love.

it is in this very isle he unknowingly met a significant other, whose tenderness he will yearn for years—maybe until the end of time.

clutching the briefcase on his right hand, while his suit and tie, partnered with a pair of black leather shoes, dashes through the booming sidewalks occupied by a mix of local and tourists to stop by the edge of town.

the spot where the sea overwhelms the island.

the place where his imagined life in his 30s won't ever come true.

lastly, the day when he attempts to let go of his youth.

"i've been gripping for too long that i didn't notice my hands are fountains of blood."