Discreetly hidden in the heart of Dong Thap, Truong sadec boys explore their desires in the dimly lit corners of their school. In the throes of puberty, they succumb to the allure of forbidden fruit, their young bodies aching for touch. One boy, shy and curious, tentatively reaches out to another, their hands exploring each other's firm, unmarked flesh. They whisper in Vietnamese, their voices barely audible, as they navigate the delicate dance of first times.