In the scenic living of a human, lies the simplicity of the most truthful and pure gestures. He was innocent when the society stole him from his infancy and attempted to corrupt him and, now, while hiding behind the costumes and masks that displease him so much, he wonders if he could ever be saved.

And the opera is sung in its high tones, and echoes through the walls in his requests for help. His eyes shine in a desperate begging, his melodic notes portraying all his restrained frustration.

He doesn’t have the right to want, to feel, to complain. Is like a machine made to obey and only that, having the human flaw of having feelings. He doesn’t have the right to ask, only of following the imposed rules.

In this society, those who disobey the superiors are punished. And he, who broke the greatest rule, shall suffer the consequences.

Kim Jongdae fell in love with a stranger, and all he dreamed of was being saved by him.