A few years ago, on the anniversary of my mother's death, I returned to my hometown. This year, I was supposed to have a meal with my best friend Takashi and his wife, who is also my first love, Aoi. While my heart fluttered at the prospect of seeing her again after so long, I couldn't help but feel jealous of the wedding ring on her finger. After dining at their place, as Takashi passed out drunk, Aoi confided in me about Takashi's infidelity. "Do you still like me?" she said, and as our lips touched and we crossed the line, the clock that had stopped during our student days started ticking again...
