Part One: Kiyo's Everyday Life 

In the small village of Siul, nestled in the northern outskirts of the city, nature cradles lush green hills, cascading waterfalls, and ancient trees. Here lives 19-year-old Kiyo Myeong, a boy with distant eyes and an oddly captivating smile. The girls of Siul adore him—or rather, pretend to. Competing for his affection has become their daily ritual. Messages flood his Facebook notifications: *"What did you eat today?" "Will we meet tomorrow?"* Kiyo’s reply remains unchanged: *"I want to be alone."* But no one listens. 

To escape their relentless attention, Kiyo retreats to the nearby woods. There, he strums his guitar, counts stars, and wonders—*how can I flee this life?* His parents died young, and his grandfather, who raised him, passed away two years prior. Now, his home holds only dusty books, photo albums, and a locked box of mysterious letters his grandfather forbade him to open. *"You’ll know when the time comes,"* he’d said. 

Part Two: The Strange Flower Beneath the Tree

One night, as Kiyo gazes at the stars, a flicker of light catches his eye—a glow from the ancient Akanda tree in his yard. Among its branches blooms a flower unlike any he’s seen: sapphire petals with a crimson core, as if fire and water fused. A golden thread coils around its stem, and a blinding light pulses at its center. Intrigued, Kiyo plucks it. Its sweet scent dizzying, he tucks it under his pillow and drifts to sleep. 

Part Three: Awakening in 1845

Morning light reveals a shock—his room is gone. He lies in a rice field, surrounded by wooden huts and people clad in *hanbok*. A woman approaches, speaking in Korean, yet Kiyo understands. *"Boy! What are you doing here?"* 

*"I’m Kiyo. What year is this?"* 

*"1845. Are you fleeing Japan?"* 

His heart pounds. *180 years in the past.* Behind him, the Akanda tree is now a sapling. The flower dragged him through time. 

Part Four: Confronting the Past

1845 Siul simmers with rebellion against Japanese rule, impoverished farmers, and secret shamanic rituals. Min-jun, a local, shelters Kiyo, mistaking his T-shirt and smartphone for omens of prophecy. To return, Kiyo needs the Akanda flower—but here, the tree is young. He must wait. *But how?* 

Part Five: The Unraveling Mystery

Min-jun’s sister, So-yeon, believes Kiyo is destined to save their village. Yet altering history could doom the future. Meanwhile, in 2025, villagers find only a blue petal in Kiyo’s empty home. Trapped between eras, Kiyo faces an impossible choice: stay with So-yeon or return home. And what secrets lie in his grandfather’s letters? 

Episode 2 Hint:

Kiyo discovers the Akanda is a "time bridge," blooming every 180 years. But each journey erases his existence in the past. Can he hide his identity in 1845? Or will history unravel

In the quiet outskirts of Daegu, South Korea, eight-year-old Li Jong’s world revolved around the delicate balance between his mother’s tender lullabies and the ominous creak of the front door signaling his father’s return. His mother, Min-ji, was a portrait of resilience, her hands calloused from late-night sewing jobs but her smile ever warm. Their small apartment, cluttered with secondhand toys and moth-eaten blankets, was a sanctuary—until the scent of soju pierced the air.

Li Jong’s father, Tae-sik, was a construction worker whose laughter had long been replaced by slurred curses. On good days, he’d pass out on the couch; on bad ones, the walls shook with his rage. Jong learned to hide in the closet, clutching his mother’s silk scarf—a relic from her wedding day—as muffled cries seeped through the cracks.

**Chapter 2: The Girl with the Sunflower Dress** 

At school, Jong was a ghost, drifting through recess unnoticed until Soo-min arrived. With her sunflower-patterned dress and a braid that swung like a pendulum, she radiated a brightness that pulled him from the shadows. They met over a shared puzzle—a map of the cosmos—and she declared them “cosmic explorers” with a grin. Her father ran the local bookstore, and her stories of dragons and stars became Jong’s refuge. She gifted him a paper crane, its wings inscribed with *“Fly above the storms.”*