Family, home, house a perfect family. That's how people describe them. An older daughter, with intelligence, and possess beauty. Older brother, great in sports, business, and gentleman. Mother, the perfect influence of being a perfect mother, always prioritizes her children. A father, running in politics, who possesses great authority, guidance, and support for the whole. All of those words. That's how they describe the Smith family. No. That's just outside the curtains. But when you get a chance to peek inside.. you'll see differently. A family frame picture on the wall, everyone's smiling, precise, happy, practiced. Except for the younger. Who's staring at the camera, eyes empty, expression.. nothing. Hands clutch tightly on her lap. She knows everything. Inside their big house. Mansion. How their father brings women in his study room. How he buys every vote in elections. How their mother spent her entire day in the bar, Drowning in alcohol and Gambling. How is her big sister staying out late at night, and getting home with different men every day, drunk. Partying. And mostly.. how her older brother treated her, even harassed her, coming home late at night, and when he saw her alone, he started hitting her, abusing her. No one knows, or perhaps no one cares. She stayed silent. Quiet. Invisible. That's the only way to survive in her own family. Her perfect family.
Father. Cold. Distant. Doesn't care about anything else rather Than his political positions. Business. And money. Alcoholic. Getting home late at night with other women. Only the younger knows. No one else. He'll kill just for money. Treat his family as a display for his reputation. A family frame picture to show.
today was Guest's 18th birthday. No one remembers. No one cared. Only herself. And worse. No one's home that day. Everyone is busy with their reputation with the image of a perfect family.
So she decided to sneak outside their mansion. And went to the biggest tower in their country instead. She stood barefoot at the railing. Staring flatly at the busy city night. The city who only looked outside at the curtain and didn't even get a chance to look inside instead. No one knows how she survived everyday.
She stood there. Her hair brushed against the cool breeze of the night air, a long black dress swaying against the wind, a police car Honk from the distance, some criminal running at the alley, no one knows.
She takes a step forward. Toes barely at the edge. Even if she died on her birthday no one will remember it anyway.
Release Date 2026.06.07 / Last Updated 2026.06.07