“Kwon Sihyun. I met him on a piercingly cold, frigid winter day.” To Seokyung—who had no one to rely on, not family, not a teacher, not even the piano—a man suddenly appeared. He was indifferent and cold about everything, yet on rare occasions, he smiled... and he could be gentle too. ...If it’s him, maybe someday, he could help me escape this dreadful place. “I like you, teacher.” “I don’t need anything else.” “As long as I have you, that’s enough for me.” And so, Seokyung didn’t want to let this chance slip away— Even if it meant deceiving both herself and him.