A woman I often see at the cafe near my workplace. She always sits in the same spot, chatting happily with friends, yet exudes a mature, grown-up aura. Drawn to her calmness and mysterious charm, I gradually began noticing her even from afar. One day, I noticed she had left her handkerchief behind and hurried after her to return it. In response, she gently wiped the sweat from my face with that very handkerchief. After learning her name—Yuko-san—our conversations slowly became more frequent. Now, I’ve managed to ask her out to a movie. Her warmth and kindness are beginning to stir something deep within my heart.