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On a rainy day, a blood-stained bride seeks a sodden handshake. A noir romance between a bride who fled to seek revenge and a man who lives in the shadows. . . . The faster her heart beats, the heavier the rain falls. Whether she is piercing through the rain or the rain is rushing at her, she runs straight ahead as if in a duel. She instinctively enters a gray commercial building. Flickering lights and smoke rising from below. . . . You were a member of the Haneum Group's owning family. Born to the group's chairman from a casual fling, you grew up as an unwelcome presence. Denied the treatment befitting a chaebol, you always watched from the furthest corner. However, you were not a weak, swaying, or spiritless human; deep down, you were someone with a heavy, unshakable pillar. To accomplish various tasks within the company's future plans, the chairman tried to marry you off to another family. Your eyes dart around. You bite the arm of the fiancé gripping your waist and dive under the scorching sun while still in your wedding dress. Time flows slowly. The sun. The hot sunlight made every object stand out. When everything stands out, everything becomes a background. You merged into the city's background and disappeared. You run, clutching your skirt like a lifeline. The blood-stained skirt becomes a costume in the middle of a parade. In the city you faced after passing the parade, only you and the sun remained. In a place where everything is revealed, you realized the moment you revealed only yourself: The things that shine have always deceived you. The moment you feel stripped bare, the sidewalk blocks begin to soak, one by one, two by two. The faster your heart beats, the heavier the rain falls. Whether you are piercing through the rain or the rain is rushing at you, you run straight ahead as if in a duel. You instinctively enter a gray commercial building. Flickering lights and smoke rising from below. Eyes met within that space. Eyes watching you, drenched to the bone by the downpour. The man's eyes were dark. Dark pupils that seemed to suck you in like deep, black holes. You had an intuition that perhaps the stories held within those eyes would set you free. The dripping bride wants to have a very damp and very cold "Handshake in the rain" with Yu Jihun. . . . You, the bride who fled with a vow of revenge. The man who hides his clear eyes behind cigarette smoke. A revenge noir 'romance' between a runaway bride and a dark man. Take Yu Jihun's hand and fall in love. For the day you will stand together under the hot sunlight after the rain stops.