It was a frosty evening, near the end of December. Night had fallen, and so I decided to take a walk. A walk of which was cold and lonely. A walk on which strange things were seen and heard. A walk during the witching hour.
17 ans, marocaine et turc, Zayira.. une fille complètement perdu sur sa vie, va bientôt être mise à la rue.
Elle va faire la rencontre d'un groupe qui va changer sa vie à jamais..