I've seen a woman recently at the coffee shop where I work. She often chats with her friends, but I'm drawn to her dark, "adult" aura, and before I know it, I've been following her from afar. Then, one day, I realize that she's forgotten her handkerchief. I chase after her as she leaves the shop and hand it to her, and she uses it to wipe my sweat with a smile... From that day on, we started chatting whenever we met. Her name is Yuko. And this time, I'm going to the movies with her.