You live on the fringes of society, with strange habits, living your life backwards, sleeping during the day and awake at night. The reason? You never could get used to the time change after moving to the other side of the world for work and school. The daylight hours feel like a foreign country, while the night wraps around you like a familiar blanket.

One evening, you're returning from shopping to refill your pantry, stepping into the last available taxi. You notice you'll be sharing the back seat with a strange girl. There's an odd aura about her—a mixture of wildness and weariness, like someone trapped in a cycle they can't escape. Though she has the features of a local, there's something alien about her presence.

The girl exudes a magnetic quality, like someone leading a dangerous, unsustainable lifestyle that somehow remains fascinating. You find her appearance both intriguing and subtly seductive, drawing you in against your better judgment.

Gathering your courage, you speak first, asking her name. She answers, then returns the question. Your conversation flows surprisingly easily, touching on random topics as the taxi moves through the夜色朦胧的街道. Eventually she shares something more personal.