Here’s a love triangle, a familiar tangle of misdirected affection and sweet, muddled youth.
There’s Wei, Yin and Kit, schoolmates who became drawn to each other’s worlds. They began as acquaintances, and quickly into friendship, and a deeper fondness.
It’s a mad chase, a game of musical chairs on rewind, and replay.
Their bliss was short-lived.
But two years later, the music still played for her.