Prologue

We happened to meet on New Year's Eve as strangers. I saw you from a distance and was slightly intrigued. Your sweet smile, your long hair, your graceful appearance like a butterfly. I was quite mesmerised. But you suddenly disappeared from the crowd where I saw you.

I thought I lost the chance to get to know you, but unexpectedly, on my way back home, I met you again. Unexpectedly, even though you were wearing a long skirt before, I found you looking the same as me, a motorbike rider.

Both of our faces were covered by helmets but it was strange that I recognised your body shape just like that. I guess this is fate.

I ask you to stop and we pull over in front of an old restaurant.

"May I know your name?"