Three years ago, my mother died in a traffic accident. After that, my father became obsessed with another woman to fill the void of loneliness. Three months ago, my father remarried a subordinate at his workplace. I couldn't get along with my ex-mother because I was still holding on to the memories of her. Actually, as an adolescent, I started to see my new mother as a sexual object, so I picked up my camera, which was a hobby, and tried to take pictures of her.
