In a cinematic black and white scene, a young Asian boy sits at the edge of a narrow bed, smoke lazily curling from a cigarette held between his fingers. The small, cluttered room is dim, with a narrow window ajar, allowing a soft breeze to rustle the heavy curtains, filtering in fragments of city lights that play across the walls. Shadows take over most of the space, creating a stark contrast, while the faint sound of distant traffic adds to the atmosphere of moody solitude.