Lucky, a twenty year old freelancer, lives a routine life of helping his parents out with their farm, and making money on the side by tutoring children.
He wakes to early mornings where he carries buckets', sells the produce in them to locals and tourists alike, and hoses down his dirt-ridden feet right after. His afternoon is filled with questions from students, the whisper of eraser and graphite against paper, and constant nagging once he arrives home. The notion of continuing is only alive due to the strong sense of obligation he has. Lucky can't say he's exactly satisfied with his life, but nor can he say his life is miserable.
One night he returns home absolutely wasted from drinking alone, blacking out in his bed after only a few minutes of scrolling on his phone.