A woman I recently saw at a coffee shop at work. While she often chatted with her friends, she was attracted to her somewhat shady "adult" atmosphere, and before she knew it, she was following her from afar. One day, she realizes she forgot her handkerchief. I chased after her, who had just left her shop, and handed her a handkerchief, which she wiped off my sweat with a smile. From that day on, whenever she saw her, she started small talk. Her name is Yuko. And this time, I decided to go to her movie with her.
