In the 70s, Arcel fell in love with a woman named Rose. He loved her dearly. Unfortunately, Rose passed away in an accident and Arcel was devastated. He mourned her loss and painted her face to preserve her image. He kept painting different versions of her, but his memories of her face faded over time. Now, many months later, while taking a stroll around the familiar road, he sees a woman who looks an awful lot like her