Saaeko is always waiting for her Abby savior beside the abandoned railway tracks.
The man named Shan Chili was like an electronic cigarette, wrapping around her with hazy mist.
He bit her ear, kissed her neck, and said in a low voice beside the railway track: "You cry like a rainy day in a Showa movie."
But she could never guess whether the smoke ring on his fingertips was love or a game.
Until the foursome performed their last abstract dance on the rooftop of the urban village.
Shan Chiru put out his cigarette butt on the damp railing: "The fault rain has stopped."
No one knew that the faded hairpin pinned to Saoeko's purple hair was the only confession he did not dare to send.
Concept: A story about four subculture youths looking for redemption in their self-constructed small world.