At eighteen, she killed a man.
It's not intentional, it's resistance.
But that night, not only a pervert died, but also the person who shouldn't be there.
She chose to shut up.
Eight years in prison, in exchange for a silence that no one knows.
After she was released from prison, she delivered food and lived like a shadow.
Until an electric car hits a sports car——
The car door opened, and what came out was the person she most wanted to see and was most afraid of seeing in her life.
Old things are not dug up, they are knocked out.
There was more than one murder on that body back then.
The victim back then was never a kind person.
And what she thought was a "miss" was just a "just right" carefully calculated by others.
For eight years, she thought she had atoned for her sins.
It was only when the truth was revealed that I realized——
She is not a murderer.
She is a chess piece.
From beginning to end, no one is innocent and no one is spared.
Intention: The beginning is not a calculation, nor is entering the game, but the game is completed and no one can get out.