They are given sixty days to leave.
With almost nothing left-no savings, no credit, no place to go-Jung Haewon and Cha Sungil move into a house at the edge of the city. The rent is cheap. Too cheap.
The house has a history.
Three tenants have died there. And they have not entirely left.
But Haewon does not frighten easily.
And Sungil has already endured more than most men can bear.
As winter deepens and the cold sets in, the boundaries between the living and the dead begin to shift-not through terror, but through recognition.
This is not a story about ghosts.
It is a story about what remains when everything else is taken: dignity, endurance, and the quiet, unspoken ways two people continue to stand together.
A haunting, philosophical novella about poverty, love, and the structures that shape-and fail-human lives.