In 2005, my father' s life ended at the age of 34 due to depression. Twenty years after his death, carrying both a longing for him and lingering questions, I began to get to know him anew through the memories of my family members. Along the way, I gradually uncovered more materials connected to him: a videotape, a songbook, work notes, medical records, and a newspaper article. I also revisit the places where childhood photographs were taken and the neighborhoods where we once lived, looking back on the time we shared and, through memory and imagination, trying to draw closer to the life he once lived.