Muju, a city brimming with fog, was created to emulate Las Vegas in Korea. Sahee, having wandered aimlessly, seeks refuge in this strange city, only to encounter Eundo, a man as cold and mysterious as the fog itself.
“Shall I kill them?”
“What?”
“Those bastards just now. If you want, I'll take care of them.”
He is a man exuding a dangerous aura, one that reminds her of the past she desperately fled. She should have pushed him away. After all, he was nothing more than the kind of thug she despised, merely wearing the guise of a benefactor.
“If there’s anything you’d like to eat, I'll get it for you. Just pick something.”
“Only a drink?”
But Sahee couldn't comprehend the full extent of it. Like Persephone captivated by Hades, she never had a choice from the very beginning.
“Because I have no intention of letting you go.”
Everything had been meticulously orchestrated for her; it was an astonishing trap.