Tu Hsiang-Hua

A girl in a school uniform walked into door of empty house. She watched television programs blankly and touched any tools in the kitchen. Nobody could figure out whether it’s her own space or not. There was a splendid night view on the window. She didn’t want to see herself mirrored in the window, just felt like she’d been abandoned. In the room, there were a too big bed and a large mirror, which means the place wasn’t hers...