Episode 1: Ara's bad luck in love

That was a small bookstore named "Reinvention of Heart." It looks like a poor store, but in there, the layers and books are all neatly arranged, and the floors are crystal clear. 

A 22-year-old elegant and thin girl was sitting alone at the cashier's table. Even if she looks beautiful, there are two to four rips on her grey T-shirt, and the dirt on her white skirt changed its color. 

A peep sound comes from her phone; she takes it and looks. 

It is a message about her degree ceremony. She smirked and said, "The long-awaited day."

"I have a chance to meet him," her disappointed eyes kept looking at the message on the patches list. 

But where is the love? She sighed at the phone as her lowered voice dimmed. 

Ara is her name; she is currently in a 22-year-old orphanage and is the owner of the so-called "reinvention of the heart book store" in Korea. 

She has an admirably beautiful face and figure; the only thing bad about her is her temper. 

One year ago, 

In the darkroom, her phone's brightness shows her worried face, and her thumb is scrolling the old text of the contact's name: "liar."

There is no reply from the liar's side of the display; it was she, and her texts are the only ones in that contact. 

She keeps scrolling down the text slowly, mumbling, "Where did it go wrong?" 

After a few seconds of scrolling, her thump stopped scrolling and said, "Here it is." 

It was her text. says, "Do you love me?" Did you ever love me?

His reply is simply "idk" and "I have no interest in love."

She embarrassingly looked at his reply and said to herself, "It's my fault that I've asked like this."

"Oh, shit!" She puts it on the table as it makes a sound and covers her face with a bed sheet. 

For honesty's sake, she's been getting rejected for the third time by that liar and also got rejected by her school crush once; that was her first love. 

Suddenly Ara wakes up: "Oh, sh*t!" 

"I forget about my boys," she said, taking her phone back and playing a song from a K-pop boy band group called FFB. She slowly fell asleep as the songs kept playing themselves. 

Six months later, in the same dark room, she's laying on the bed with her body facing the ceiling. She was lifting her phone straight to her face and mumbling, "Am I doing shit?"

"Am I disturbing him again?" She talked to her phone by sending "hi" to the liar again and putting it away, closing her eyes, and getting embarrassed. 

A peep sound comes immediately, and she takes it quickly. 

Her pupils get wide, and her eyebrows touch her upper forehead. 

"Is this a dream?" She's screaming silently, looking at his reply: "Hi," "Did you have your dinner?"

She slaps her cheek and glares at it again. "It is real," she's shouting. 

Even though she replied simply yes

After that, there was no reply from him; she kept staring at the phone for his message for a long time without even sleeping. 

Meanwhile, she has fallen asleep without turning off her phone screen. 

The wall clock shows 11 o'clock. 

The next morning, the sun peeks through her windows, and she gets up, yawning and squeezing her sleepy eyes. And then, she quickly took her phone and opened the liar's chat. 

She got annoyed after realizing that there was no message from him: "If they don't have feelings, why do they dig up our excitement?" She cursed at the chat. 

She keeps yelling at the phone, "I can't take it anymore; am I looking like a fool to him?" her angry fingers typing quickly, "Do you have feelings for me or not?" and throwing it on the bed out of anger by twisting her head. 

But the peeping sound came immediately, so she jumped on the bed and read the message. 

It said, "I'm sorry; I don't have that kind of feeling for you."

She sighed and said casually, with a disappointed face, "I expected this."

She deleted his contact shortly, unfriended him on social media, and also deleted her chat account out of anger at him. 

"From today on, I'm not going to cry over him." She spoke angrily. 

"It is the end," she said strongly. 

"Good boy," she says, failing to blink. She keeps frowning at the phone as the fire burns in her eyes. 

Meanwhile, tears started to pour from her reddish eyes, and she was moaning, "Why does no one love me?" she wimping 

"This is how my one-sided love got destroyed," she said to herself, putting the phone on the cashier's table. 

"Even god can't fulfill my wishes."

"Now, I'm faded in the bright sky," she said as she lowered her head and exhaled longer. 

There is no customer in her bookstore; she's always alone in her store. 

She was looking at the ceiling with a long face and moaning, "At least, can you bring a customer to my store?" "the only one."

A few hours later, 

She notices a tall, white young boy enter her store, fully covering his face with a black mask and hat. His jacket expressed him as rich to her eyes. 

She gets up quickly and moves toward him with a happy face. 

"Welcome, sir"

"What kind of book do you prefer, sir?" She talks nicely to him. 

But he's peeking outside often as his feet are unable to stand still. He stands near the action/adventure book section and takes one of them in a hurry while she's talking to him. 

He showed it to her and said, with his sweet, nice, and clear voice, "I want this."

She topped talking and mumbled, "It feels familiar to me," and looking at his hair, she saw that his eyes were covered suspiciously. 

"Can you move your hair?" "You seem familiar to me," she said, waving her hand instead of saying the price of the book. 

He pulled off his hat in front of her and asked her, by changing his voice slightly, "How much is this?" 

She makes a weird face and moves to the cashier's table. He follows her back. 

She scanned the book and said, "5000 won," while he was busy calling someone. 

She mumbled while he took money from his wallet and his other hand was busy holding a phone, "I wish I'll stay by his side with this much distance if he was my idol."

Then, he handed her over. At the time, a small, shining particle of stone spread over their touching fingers. He said politely, "Thank you," and she also bowed back politely, "Welcome."

He takes back his book and says, "Hyung, where are you?" He hurriedly spoke. Then he looks at the door side; it was a black luxury brand car. 

So, he gets in the car quickly, and the car went fast after he locked the car door. 

A few seconds later, five schoolgirls were chasing after the car, shouting "Do-Yun Oppa."

Ara was stunned as she watched him leave the place. Suddenly, that group of five girls comes to her store, shaking Ara's shoulder and asking, "Which book did he buy?" 

She lifts her right hand slowly and points out the banana layer. But her eyes are still in shock, and she didn't even shake a little. 

So, those five girls ran over to that side, took all of the leftover books, put the money on her palm, and folded her wrist; then, they left happily while Ara was still in shock. The money fell on the ground as her wrist opened itself. 

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