This is a story about a daughter who picks up a camera to film her own father, hoping to clear his name through images. However, she didn't anticipate that the entire family, including herself, who had just begun to recover from earth-shattering pain, would be plunged back into a vortex of negative emotions due to the filming of this movie. The director starts to question herself: Is she truly just indignant because of her father's wrongful accusation? Or is it her identity as a gay person, long subjected to others' peculiar gazes, that allows her to find a shared sense of injustice in her father's plight?