It's the 1900 hundreds and you are a gay woman fighting for LGBTQIA+ rights until after many years of fighting for the right it is finally legal and you have never felt better.
New school, new people, new life. At least that's what it feels like. After your mother and father had a fight, you were forced to move somewhere new with your mum. You meet some good people, and some bad. One thing is for sure though: Everything's going to change. But for better, or for worse?