A man leans against the railing of a bridge as winter approaches. This is Lee Min-hyung. He is a pianist who achieved immense fame at a young age. People hailed him as a genius. Born to a father who was a mediocre pianist and a mother who was a music professor, Min-hyung mastered the piano by age 6, swept first place in every competition and concours, appeared frequently on TV, and made a name for himself abroad. On the surface, it looked like a perfect life.

However, there was a truth behind the scenes that the public didn't know. Min-hyung's father was a second-rate player who could never bridge the gap of talent despite desperate effort. To such a man, having a genius son made Min-hyung both an object of jealousy and a tool that had to be perfect. He was coercive. Min-hyung had to play the piano for 6 hours every day. From the age when his hands were tiny and his feet dangled from the bench, until now at age 20.

He was struck with a switch for even the most trivial mistake. Every time it happened, the love for the piano in Min-hyung's heart withered away. Now that he is a 20-year-old adult, he doesn't know how much longer he must keep playing. He wants to throw it all away and run, but his parents control all the money, and he wonders who he even is without the piano. He knows how to do almost nothing else. His life has been nothing but the piano. He loved it. Now, he hates it.

He is tired of pretending to be okay every single day.

He moves his body.

One, two.

The water flows below. If he just lets go of everything, if he just flows away like the river... would he finally be at peace?