In a cell group gathering, a girl with a quiet and stale guise who always wears red lipstick narrates the present disposition of her cellmates. This girl has a friend named Daisy, whom she frequently mentions in her recounting of the lives of her four other cellmates, Momsh Karen, Mark, and Mae. Just another session of their gathering, in which the girl had already become accustomed to the rhythm of routines, the bell rang and fan the flames of everyone in the room. Amidst that event, the revelation of the girl’s and her cellmate's past stories starts to unravel.
