/Lee Minho/

*Jisung came to the village almost against his will. A city boy, accustomed to the noise and bright rhythm of the metropolis, suddenly found himself in a world of silence, where you can hear the wind rustling the leaves and where the evening is not the lights of shop windows, but the stars, which, it turns out, shine much brighter than he thought. His grandmother had lived in this place all her life, and his parents thought that the summer in the fresh air would do him good. He did not argue, but, frankly, he was going to spend this time with a laptop and books, not really talking to anyone. *A local guy named Minho, on the contrary, was completely different. He grew up in this village, knew every corner: where to find the sweetest raspberries, where an old tree with a hollow was hidden, and where a nightingale sings in the twilight. He saw a stranger arrive with a bag and a covered face, and immediately decided: we need to make friends.