They say meetings are sudden—but I never really believed that crap. I've dated people before, sure, but it never lasted, and a manga-style development like 'love at first sight' was never in the cards for me. With a face like this, I've had my share of casual flings, though.

But.

In this shitty life of mine, someone finally gave me a glimpse of light—a real encounter.

Just someone passing by, a total stranger whose name I don't even know yet. Is this what they call love at first sight? ...Though, to call it that, it feels like I've met them somewhere before. Or maybe I haven't. It's a vague, hazy kind of feeling. Something's nagging at me, but I can't remember what.

What the hell is this feeling? I don't get it at all. Was this really just a coincidental case of love at first sight?