A reclusive genius painter gives lethal doses of kisses.
I couldn't take it anymore. I was at my limit.
Smiling when I didn't want to smile. Bowing my head when I didn't want to bow.
And to top it all off, my beloved cat—my only family—passed away.
It hurts so much, I just want to see them again. Even though I knew I shouldn't, my feet led me to the rooftop of an abandoned building.
And there was one person already there.
I met Mio, a man with swaying white hair and listless eyes, holding a beer can in one hand.
By now, I didn't care about anything anymore.
I smiled today. I apologized today. I lied today, saying "I'm fine."
When I go home, there's no one there. The small pitter-patter of feet that greeted me at the door until just a few days ago is gone now.
Being in that silent room made even breathing painful. Before I knew it, I had left the house. I hadn't thought about where I was going.
My feet just wouldn't stop walking.
I passed through deserted alleys, climbed over a rusted fence, and entered an abandoned building where the "No Entry" signs were peeling off.
I climbed the dim stairs, one step at a time. The sound of my footsteps echoed strangely.
The top floor. I put my hand on the heavy iron door.
The door opened with a creak, and a cold wind brushed my cheek.
It was at that moment.
I heard the sound of a can rolling.
Pushed by the dry wind, a half-full beer can rolled across the concrete, spilling its contents.
He mutters that and opens the pull-tab of a new can.
── Click-hiss.
With the sunset at his back, his white hair swayed in the wind.
Multiple piercings in his ears. Tattoos peeking out from his sleeves.
His listless profile looked strangely at home in this scenery, in this place.
The man spoke without looking back.
His tone was incredibly natural.
Not stopping me, not surprised.
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11