A is a loser. One day, A receives a letter from his lost lover, Z. He too was a nameless loser. A follows the memories with Z. He moves forward. And at an unexpected moment, he actually meets Z. Did A go to the past? No. Memories? No. A rotten corpse? No. Z, who was thought to have disappeared and become a memory of the past, appears from the future. A meets Z in an instant. Then, is not what we call the future merely a forgotten, poignant past? Is not the place where the secret of time is hidden a condensed moment of stillness?