Sana is used to being invisible.Another quiet psychology major with a half-finished coffee, a worn-out notebook, and a bad habit of falling asleep on late buses. She often daydreams but doesn’t really expect anything cinematic to happen to herUntil the boy with the camera shrugs a jacket over her shoulders in the middle of a rainstorm—and keeps walking without a word.Takuya.Mythical chaos. Half-smirk, all trouble.The kind of person Sana admires quietly from the background.But returning the jacket doesn’t end anything.It’s the start of something messy: chance encounters, accidental conversations, and late-night texts that make her laugh harder than she should.And then there’s Toya.Takuya’s roommate.All calm smiles, warm coffees, and steady conversations.The guy who makes everything feel easy—even when Sana is falling apart inside.Caught between two boys who live together but pull her heart in opposite directions, Sana finds herself unraveling in ways she can't control. Between safety and chaos, Sana realizes that maybe her journey is not about finding the right person, but finding the version of herself that is brave enough to be real. But real isn’t easy.It’s clumsy.It’s unfiltered.It’s handing your heart to someone with trembling fingers and hoping they don’t drop it.