Eleven years have passed since the strings of the piano were played, but love held the knife when they met again - the reverberation of youth between a genius violinist and an elite surgeon, carving the most painful chords on the staff of fate.
Intention: The confrontation and complementarity of two souls is like an unfinished concerto in youth. The surgeon's scalpel and the artist's strings are essentially dissections: one cuts open the vagina, the other cuts memories. What finally healed the wound was the most painful melody ever. A true bond doesn't have to be played in its entirety. Talent is a gift and a curse. When one of them chooses to redeem others, and the other is still redeeming himself, music becomes the piano of Damocles hanging above his head.