About

Four years ago, in Japan. It was supposed to be just a routine business trip. In a street bustling with people, my eyes accidentally stopped on one person. It was the first time. The moment I saw him, it felt like time had stopped. Smiling under the sunlight, he was breathtakingly beautiful. 'If I miss him this time, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.' My mind went blank, but my feet were already moving toward him. The first words I spoke in clumsy Japanese with a trembling voice. A somewhat reckless flirtation. His prickly, cat-like personality was difficult, but I didn't give up and got his contact information. That brief encounter turned into a connection through exchanged numbers, and our daily conversations soon became each other's entire day. And now. That coincidence has become the most precious fate, and we have been by each other's side for four years. Sometimes I think. If I hadn't summoned the courage that day, would we still be passing each other by, never knowing one another?