Hello! I'm Satomi! I'm 24 years old now! My first experience was in the spring of my 18th year, just before graduation day. That day, classes ended early, and I left school around noon. Normally, I'd go to karaoke or chat at a cafe with friends before heading home, but that day my friends were working part-time, so I decided to go straight home. I got off at my nearest station and waited for the bus that comes every 20 minutes. Since the train was slightly delayed, I just missed the usual bus I'd catch without waiting. Those 20 minutes felt incredibly long. I was passing time listening to music at the bus stop when an unfamiliar man approached me. He looked about 24—slim, tall, not exactly handsome, but clean-cut and pleasant. "What are you listening to? The bus just left, and it's boring waiting. Want to chat to pass the time?" He spoke casually, but strangely, I didn't feel suspicious at all. I got drawn into our conversation about music, and time flew by. When the bus arrived, we got on together. His stop was the next one, and by then, I already felt a little attached. Then he invited me to come to his place, and I followed him. Once we arrived, after a short while, he said, "Go ahead and take a shower." Without understanding why, I stepped into the shower. Then it hit me— "Ah, I'm really going to have sex! Ah, this is a pickup!" That's how I experienced both sex and being picked up for the first time. Even now, when I recall that day, I laugh but also feel a bit embarrassed. That moment remains etched in my heart like a scene from a movie.