Hosu harbours a desire to collect ‘crying faces’ that suit his taste. Hiding this fact, he maintains a precarious friendship with his flatmate, Woo-young.
Then, one day, he finds himself confronted with an unexpected scene...
“Woo-young’s expression whilst doing XX...”
Was it an impulse, or a long-suppressed desire? By the time he came to his senses, he had already crossed a line he should never have crossed.
“Wooyoung... can I film you crying?”
