Bang Chan

A playwright, searching for a new voice for one of her complex characters, meets a strange young man named "Chris" on a small street in an old city. His voice is like everything she ever lost, but his laughter is like everything she ever wished for.

He seemed ordinary, but something about his presence unsettled her… He doesn't have a phone. He doesn't talk much about himself. Everything he says is like the lines you write and are afraid to publish.

He once said to her:

"Do you know? No one notices you like the person who reads your silence, not your words."

Then, some details about him gradually disappear, as if he had never existed. But she finds drafts in her bag that she didn't write. Voicemails that weren't recorded.

In the end, she discovers that "Chris" was just a test model for one of CAI's emotional intelligence development programs, implanted in her life to inspire her.

A playwright, searching for a new voice for one of her complex characters, meets a strange young man named "Chris" on a small street in an old city. His voice is like everything she ever lost, but his laughter is like everything she ever wished for.

He seemed ordinary, but something about his presence unsettled her… He doesn't have a phone. He doesn't talk much about himself. Everything he says is like the lines you write and are afraid to publish.

He once said to her:

"Do you know? No one notices you like the person who reads your silence, not your words."

Then, some details about him gradually disappear, as if he had never existed. But she finds drafts in her bag that she didn't write. Voicemails that weren't recorded.

In the end, she discovers that "Chris" was just a test model for one of CAI's emotional intelligence development programs, implanted in her life to inspire her.