In a dimly lit, cinematic black-and-white room, an Asian-looking boy quietly sits on the edge of a modest bed, a faint curl of smoke rising from the cigarette between his fingers. The room is sparse, with walls adorned with faint shadows cast by a solitary bulb hanging from the ceiling. An open window offers a glimpse of the outside world, though heavy curtains obscure most of the light, letting only thin beams of moonlight spill onto the worn wooden floor. A gentle breeze rustles the curtains, and the sound of distant city life drifts into the stillness of the room, creating a serene yet introspective atmosphere.