Chapter 1

People are like mirrors. When they shatter, they lose tiny pieces of themselves that-no matter how hard they try-they can't find and put back together. But they move on. They try their best to portray their reflection. And when they don't like what they see, they only proceed to lose more pieces.

It's an endless cycle of hatred. And it's only caused by their own perception. Because flawed, isn't ugly.

In a world where the red string of fate exists, it's not as easy to find the person you're meant to be with. There are many twists and turns that some strings just aren't strong enough to withstand. And there's a possibility that it's not connected to the right person.