When most speak of true love, they often tell a fairytale. It's all simply made up, they tell you. When one thinks of love at first sight, they have to wonder- is it real? Should I believe it? Some believe in it wholeheartedly, hopeful for their own fairytale to begin. The romantics. Some reject it completely, saying with a sneer that it is unrealistic and stupid. The pessimists. Some remember times when they thought they had experienced it, only to learn it was infatuation. Those are simply the old, withered hags who stopped taking chances. It never seems possible to be in the middle, to be indifferent about the matter.

This is a story about the pessimist and the romantic's first meeting, and the countless others after. About how they found the legends and tales of love to be true.