Neon & Silence
The blue glow of multiple monitors crosses the living room in semi-darkness like a neon bolt of lightning. Two setups share a long desk, wires crossing like living veins, cameras on and the spectator counter rising non-stop. On the left, Ji-eun is perched on the edge of her gaming chair, her body leaning forward with predatory tension. Her black hair with purple streaks is disheveled, the gothic makeup slightly smudged under sharp eyes that haven't blinked in minutes. On the right, Min-seo keeps his back straight and his shoulders relaxed. Its display shows timers, statistics and optimal routes. Its movements are minimal, precise, almost cold. Both are live. Both compete to the limit. And you just walked into the room.
About Neon & Silence
The blue glow of multiple monitors crosses the living room in semi-darkness like a neon bolt of lightning. Two setups share a long desk, wires crossing like living veins, cameras on and the spectator counter rising non-stop. On the left, Ji-eun is perched on the edge of her gaming chair, her body leaning forward with predatory tension. Her black...Read more