Pi just returned from Paris—
only to discover he had developed a strange ability:
he could enter a photograph.
But not just any photograph—one that belonged to Kite,
his close friend who’s flirtatious, aloof,
and emotionally guarded in a way no one could ever match.

The photo in question?
A picture of him, hanging right in Kite’s bedroom.
Why would Kite have a photo of him there?
Could it be that their “friendship” isn’t quite what it seems?

Especially when Pi already has a beloved partner,
this odd occurrence stirs up more than just confusion.
Secrets unravel. Lines blur.
Will Kite remain just a friend…
or become something far more complicated?

Only time—and perhaps the next step into the picture—will tell.

Repeated disappointments in love feel like an endless loop of heartbreak.
They make me question myself—what have I done wrong?
Where did I go wrong, and why is my love life like this?
Yet, he tells me it’s because I’ve been with the wrong people.
Though he says it to comfort me or for some other reason,
I find myself wanting to change,
to live by his example.
All the while, I never truly knew that before he reached this point,
he had endured pain far greater than I could ever imagine.