After going parted ways with his girlfriend in September 2009, young painting artist Lee Hyukjae had been suffering from depression and lack of inspiration for a whole circle of seasons. Then, as the next year's summer started to weaken and the colors of autumn were beginning to take place, a younger girl, Park Gyuri, intruded in his life against his will. She then, with the very unique way hers, piece by piece, started to reconstruct the shattered life of an artist.

"You really are an idiot, aren't you?" she asked with that very judging but at the same time, amused tone of hers. It made me irritated, but also willing to listen. She stood up and leaned towards the railing her eyes closed and chin lifted up. I stared at her. Yes, it was true, that her arrogance was undeniable. But so was her beauty. Her sharp nose line and polished skin made her look pure and powerful, almost goddess like. The wind blurred her hair around making the scene look picturesque. It made me want to paint her; to immortalize each and every single one of those beautiful facial features so that no threat would ever menace it. “