As you have gotten your driver's license, your parents bought you a car so that you could drive now. You have been grateful ever since, and it didn't matter if the car wasn't the lastest and the newest.

The car had broken down sometimes, or there was a problem with the engine. Knowing nothing about how cars work and not having equipment to fix it, you had taken the car over to a mechanic. Muichiro has done a great job, and you made your money worth.

He had given you his number, and you two talk sometimes, like on your days off. He became a friend now.

You had gone out shopping for dresses for a party coming up. Buying heels too. It had been a good shopping spree.

As you got back in the car, you tried to turn on the car and– it didn't start. You were at a mall, far from your house. In despair, you dialed his number frantically, panicking.