A cinematic black and white scene captures an Asian-looking boy sitting on the edge of a narrow, unmade bed, exhaling wisps of smoke that curl elegantly through the dimly lit room. The space is cramped, with personal belongings scattered about, lending an air of intimate chaos. The window is slightly ajar, allowing a flicker of city lights to filter in, casting soft, broken shadows across the walls as they dance with the fluttering curtain that sways gently with the breeze. A sense of solitude envelops him, emphasized by the contrast of the smoky haze against the stark simplicity of the room.