I’m still dreaming of your face

This short film captures a woman who continues to read multiple texts describing her feelings for "people who are no longer here" in a corner of a school that is unpopular due to the Corona disaster. The rain falls, the wind blows, the darkness of night falls before one knows it, the moon and the sun go round, and the cherry blossoms fall. The passing of time does not erase my feelings for you.

Metadata from the source database.