Passers-by are carrying out set actions in their ordinary daily lives, with countless supporting characters and extras acting as background for the only protagonist.
"Who I am? Where is "my" story?
When the text worlds begin to collide, different settings fall like snow, and the dividing line between the protagonist and the supporting role is no longer clear, will the characters who are overshadowed by one sentence also have their own highlight moments?
"I" am a passerby, and "my" story is at my feet.
Concept: Everyone is the protagonist of their own life.
