The moment the screen lit up, the music began.
A soft piano melody filled the air—not quite sad, but instead carrying a sense of hope—as if something brighter was just out of reach, waiting to be discovered.
There was a subtle struggle in the notes, a reminder that hope doesn't come easily and that it's earned through hardship. It felt like the kind of song you'd listen to on a late night, reflecting on life, yet somehow, it was also the perfect anthem for the youth.
Eight boys were shown again, walking through their own separate paths in life. June was the first to be spotlighted, his face illuminated softly by a street lamp. There were scars on his face, making him look scary yet pitiful. As he walked, he began to sing.
"The sun rises, but it doesn't feel like it's for me.
The light slips past, and I wonder if I'm just not meant to follow."
