This is a story about an unwed mother who tampered with her past memories.
Just when the characters in the memory appear one by one,
That tampered memory,
Can it still be preserved intact?
You desperately want to avoid the pain of the past,
But he persistently forces you to face it bravely.
Should you face it or continue to escape?
Perhaps, only by breaking through the thick blood scab that has already been filled with pus,
Only then can the wound get better and recover.
But this is just a hypothesis,
Maybe, after the wound gets better,
What's left is a huge hole?
And what will you use to fill this hole?