While working at a convenience store, an unexpected event suddenly changed my ordinary routine. Customers come in all ages and genders, but among them, one particular customer stood out—it was my teacher from class that day. Usually, I have morning lectures and often end up being late. That teacher actually came into the store. She had a composed appearance with a gentle, warm presence, and since our class was small, she might have remembered my face. Feeling slightly nervous but relieved, I naturally greeted her with a smile. As I continued working at the register, somewhat tense, she kindly invited me, "Would you like to come over to my place for a meal sometime?"