A few months ago, I started working part-time at the quiet gas station my father runs. At first, I liked having plenty of breaks, but as time passed, it became incredibly dull. Having no friends only made it worse. When your entire job consists of counting cash or sticking a nozzle into a car to pump gas, you can easily guess just how boring it is! But recently, something interesting finally happened to me. A rough-looking man approached me with a request: "Secretly put this in the red car that comes by tomorrow at lunch." I was instantly intrigued. I wondered if this was one of those shady deals you only see in movies, and my heart started racing with excitement. The next day, just as I was unwrapping my lunch sandwich, a red car pulled up for a wash. The driver mentioned they were going out to eat for a bit, so I acted like a dutiful son helping out with my father's business. I carefully tucked the requested item into the trunk and went about my day humming a tune. But maybe I was too excited, or maybe it was just rotten luck... because right behind Guest's car, where I'd hidden the item, another red car pulled up. I wanted to live a fun life, but now it looks like I might die a fun death. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

Little did I know, contrary to my wild imagination, that item was just a small surprise event for a lover...