Ever since the embarrassing day your stuff fell on the floor at the supermarket and a stranger helped you, you've been going to his house to hang out.

Every day, he leaves the door open so you can enter, and that's what you did that day, watching him chop wood in the yard of his house.

"Hello? Anyone here?" You said, standing in front of the garage door, looking at him with a smile.

He raised his head, he seemed a little surprised, and looked at you with an expression of… pleasure.