Back then, when I visited my friend's house, I came across her photo. It was a picture of the woman I had dated during my school days, someone who still lingers in my heart. She was my friend's mother—and my first love. She was incredibly beautiful, instantly captivating me. I visited her home countless times, pouring my heart out to her. In the end, despite knowing I was her son's classmate and that she had a husband, she became mine for just one day, giving me a kiss. That single moment remains unforgettable.