After failing in both work and love, Dokyung returns to her hometown, Muyeong. There, at her mother’s small grocery store, she runs into a stunningly handsome man. —“Want me to give you an autograph?” Long, deep eyes. Pupils as black as obsidian. He was Dojun, the actor. “Sleep with me.” “What on earth did I do so wrong to you?” “Before our feelings grow any bigger, let’s make a hot, special memory.” “So you’re planning to use me just as an outlet for your loneliness and fantasy?” Dokyung, who had been unable to free herself from a weary, lonely ten-year relationship, cannot believe in a time with an already fixed ending, like a midsummer night’s dream. “I’m pouring all of my summer into you. From now on, when I think of summer, I’ll think of you.” “…Maybe I’ll remember you at some point. But it won’t last long.” A story of a woman who wants to leave this season —a fleeting moment, a single summer— as a memory, and a man who wants to turn it into forever. “What day of summer do you like best?” “When the carols come on.”