I’m weak 😍

A young man with dark hair, wearing a dark shirt with light-colored panels, stands in a dimly lit room with a grid of illuminated squares behind him, looking down at his hands as if concentrating or manipulating something, then looks up with a slight smile; the scene cuts to a woman behind bars laughing maniacally, then to a close-up of a man with a dark beard looking down, followed by a blurry motion, a dark screen with faint light spots, and finally a close-up of a man with wet hair and a tear-streaked face looking up with a pained expression.