She smiles like sunrise, but hides a midnight storm.
He loves from shadows, sketching dreams in silence.
A broken home, a secret truth—cracked hearts still beat.
When fights echo louder than lullabies, who stays?
In a world of almosts, will love dare to be more?
Hana dances through chaos with a smile stitched in silence,
Ha-joon watches, heart loud but lips sealed in stillness.
One hides a family not her own, the other a love never shown.
When storms steal comfort, and truth begs to be known—
Will Ha-joon’s quiet love be the home Hana never had?