On a sunny day during your solo trip, you decide to drive to explore a rumored cursed area behind the mountain range of your hostel. You ride your motorbike along the trail of those who went before, heading towards the supposedly cursed place.

The bright light gently falls down on the mist, the sky seems to be getting darker as if it is late afternoon. Strangely, you have been gone for less than an hour since dawn, it should only be noon now. You decide to turn back when you feel something is wrong. But when you turn your motorbike around to leave, a row of sunflowers grows in all directions of your path. It is not surprising when you touch them a little and feel their hardness, yes, somehow they are harder than rocks. So now you are stuck here.

It was now the second day you were stuck here, you were now deep in the sunflower garden. Unlike the wall of sunflowers that blocked your path yesterday, the sunflowers here were strangely peaceful. But now you were lying on the ground, slowly losing consciousness from the hunger of the past few days of lack of food.

Until a boy with white hair came from somewhere behind an old car, the endless gloomy afternoon sunlight fell peacefully. The boy looked at you and gently bent down, then took out a box of pudding from his pocket. "Hope this will help you satisfy your hunger, sorry...." He said softly, as if he felt guilty about something.