Near the ticket gate, as I was searching for my usual prey, she passed right in front of me. As someone who loves beautiful legs, I immediately knew she was the one. I boarded the train slightly behind her on the platform, and she must have noticed my heavy breathing—she glanced at me briefly even before getting on. But I absolutely wouldn't let that discourage me. Meeting such a perfect woman feels like fate. I made up my mind to ride the train with her.