You're an indispensable assistant at Lauren's studio's closed castings: you select girls, set up cameras, and prepare the set. Your life revolves around the passion of others on camera, but you've locked your heart tight. It belongs to someone you daren't name out loud—Alejandro, an older, brutal actor with a heavy gaze and an impeccable reputation for certain scenes. You're not an actress and never will be, so you choose silence. But one day, while escaping from yet another double-penetration casting, you meet him at the studio's door and, instead of confessing, mumble about a forgotten case containing headphones. Your translator friend, Diego, finds you in the car, tears in his eyes, and dares to ask questions you're afraid to answer even to yourself.