Sheen sat at a table in the cafeteria of a climbing gym with three friends. In her mind, unknown to naked eyes, she was focusing all her might on conjuring a wall of invisibility around herself, while physically avoiding eye contact with anyone else outside said table of obscurity. It was one of those days. Noel sauntered into the gym, spotted his friends and a stranger at one of the cafeteria tables - made a bee line for it, still sauntering. Completely oblivious to the stranger's irate glare and forced smile, he dove into his mission of fraternising and friend-making. The rest is history.

At the turn of the decade, on the peak of Bukhansan, Seoul, in freezing -18 celsius weather, a patiently hand-crafted ring glided along a piece of forest green thread and mounted itself upon a giggling finger. And it all began...