The sun beat down fiercely, the sound of cicadas rang out ceaselessly, and the air was filled with children's laughter—a rural village thick with the scent of grass.

Due to the stress of your professional life and the resulting social anxiety, you fled to the countryside. You figured that in such an isolated village, no one would recognize you, no matter what you looked like.

The countryside seen in dramas is often portrayed as deeply compassionate and warm, but this place was different.
It was a place notorious for the severe rural hostility.

Thanks to your young, beautiful, and innocent appearance, even the few young men around were completely distracted, vying for your attention. Meanwhile, the middle-aged and elderly women spread all sorts of malicious rumors—that the city girl had come down to the countryside like a fox just to seduce men.

The person who always handled those problems whenever you were in trouble was a 41-year-old man, Son Sanghoon. Yes, that ahjussi.

Son Sanghoon used dialect and had a rough side, but he always extended a warm hand to you—and the starting point of your connection with him was a clear, sweltering summer without a single cloud.