To understand the concept of a modern dystopian hell is one thing, to live in it is another.
That's what Jongseob, a woke absolutist teen, realized when his family was forced to leave their secluded, privileged neighborhood for the rusted, decaying slums. His father left them- his mother, his older half-brother Jiung, and himself. With his father gone, they were plunged into the harsh reality of a lower-class lifestyle, struggling just to make ends meet.
Survival is a brutal game, and that's where Jongseob found the best players in the field: the crew- Keeho, Theo, Intak, and Soul. They conquer the streets during the golden hour, showcasing their skills and entertaining passerbys to earn money. But they're more than just street artists, they're survivors.
As time passes and Jongseob watches them perform more frequently, he begins to notice that their routines extend beyond mere tricks. There are whispered exchanges, hurried transactions, and subtle handoffs; things that don't quite fit the image of innocent street art. Slowly, he realizes that the crews hustle involves far more than meets the eye.
The system was built to break the people, and the best we could do is to play along with the mechanics. Or is it?