A self-proclaimed ugly guy, I was always gently smiled at by my girlfriend Mihina, who kept telling me, "It's not about looks," and "What matters is who you are inside." Her words gradually helped me regain confidence. But one day, a guy from her workplace named Makoto was introduced—a good-looking, charming guy—and I could clearly see her eyes begin to waver. The way she looked at Makoto seemed as if her heart was being stolen away.